Heat

Fine sand between toes.
Sun shines on me with fervor.
Pearls of sweat, welcome.

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Sunset over Heaven

Soaring high above the earth,
Ephemeral, rippling clouds collect densely
And appear like vast, snowy fields.
The sun sets on the dimming horizon,
Illuminating the clouds with a multi-hued glow.
The interminable sky is painted deep amber,
Transitory in its impassioned radiance.
Removed from the world below,
A deep peace is captured within;
Fleeting, perhaps, as darkness supersedes the light,
Yet heavenly in the moment.

Warm, Loved.

With face pointed to the sky I bask, enjoying the luxurious warmth of the sun on my golden skin. It’s as if the heat gets underneath; penetrating my core and warming me from the inside-out. My heartbeat slows, my breathing relaxes, my muscles calm. I create moveable artwork behind closed eyes; a myriad of vibrant colours dancing on the backs of my eyelids. There is no sound but the crashing of waves onto the expanse of fine sand; no voices can be heard, not even in the distance. In this moment, I am unaffected by any circumstance, notion or person. This solitude is healing. I am still, confident, and bare. I am untouched by the world. In this perfect state I am exposed yet loved, accepted and whole. I can but dream that this peace and splendor would last forever.