Waking

That moment between sleep and the coming day,

when nothing else matters –

just being;

The unblemished intimacy of soft skin;

blissful union of mind and body.

Innocent as childer

we are

perfect.

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2 Responses to Waking

  1. Josephine Mulvenna says:

    and perfect it is, very in the moment, no dressing up, just simplicity with a smile awakening to the possibilities.

    • carol. says:

      I have just come downstairs, 7.25 a.m., and this was the first thing I saw on my tablet. How right you are Jason, still feeling a little sleepy, happy 😊

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