Poetry

Morning light

Posted on: 29 April 2021

Winter in Bayacas, Spain

Shafts of morning light
Cut through chiaroscuro skies

Restless clouds swirling
Over frozen peaks

In stillness I witness
Sacred forces shapeshift the sky

Sinking

Into infinite insignificance
The paradox of being human

As I glimpse
The imperceptible
Divine power
That dances
All elemental beings

The awakening sun
Kisses my icy cheeks

Melting the illusion
That we were ever
Separate
At all.

Morning light

Sam Lacey