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Sunday, March 24, 2019

(🌞 AWAKENS SON)

Morning and the 🌞 arises... The son arises.
Light caresses the tops of the trees... The birds sing.
Air crisp is inhaled deep into lungs... Fresh is the day... Invigorating.
Bud of 🌹 hangs in anticipation... Warmth will draw it out.
Petals glistening in the ultraviolet rays.
The chitters of the squirrels and the buzzing of 🐝.
Allah suspended on the breeze.
Such promise in each passing millisecond... So many eventualities.
Such a vividly blue sky... Such a sight for man's 👀.
Son born of the very ground he walks upon... A product of nucleonic reactions and Subatomic particles.
Gods and Goddesses who would pontificate pon these degrees...
Schools of transcendent thought sprouting from places pineal... The deepest of the darkest and the most brilliant light.
🌞 arising pon Sons skin... A moment as peace is found.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

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