Full Bloom

the morning glory

closed

in its tight spirals

the petals

clenched upon themselves

it waits for the morning

light to break through

the warmth enticing

it to open

to the beauty of the dawn

in tight spirals

I spin, closed off

from the Light

clenched upon myself

waiting to be opened

to the dawn, the breaking

glory of a new day...

the sun gently rises

over the horizon

higher it is lifted

until the light spills in

and covers all

the warmth embracing, soaking

into the fragile petals

the morning glory ever so

slowly

begins to stretch

out, begins to

unfold

like a flutter

of an eyelid

as the dreamer

slowly wakes...

in stillness I wait

for the Light

is revealed in its own

Time

that gradual understanding

that permeates the mind

I feel my soul

flutter

in gentle release it begins

to unfold

spreading out, reaching

for that Light

opening up to its

glory

the splendour of its

beauty

is reflected in the flower's

full bloom

bursting forth

it trumpets out

like a cup, empty

ready to receive

the Light

pouring down

in bright, shining

glory

I feel that flutter

as the dream recedes

and I open my eyes

unto the Light

I wake to the glory

the dawning comprehension

of a permeating Love

brighter than the sun

In its Light

I open

stretched out to receive

the glory and the beauty

poured down

in full bloom I stand

In the Light

the glory trumpets out

its sound

pours over the morning's

soft renewal

the sound of glory sung

in the Light

as the new day dawns

in my eyes

as they open to the Light

open to the beauty

of His Love spilled out

over me

spilled out to cover all

in Love, in Light

I live my life

in full bloom