My Suns Arising

My Suns Arising


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May those sacred feasts 

Among friends 

Come every day 

Come like the sun 

Rising at dawn 

My heart is stilled by

Unspoken language 

Affirmed with a touch 

Heart remembering 

Stay within me

Fields abundant

bounty treasure

I bit the Apple 

My spirit nourished 

I am no longer thirsty

In this moment

I am free

My Suns

Arising


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Written by David Arndt August 30, 2022 based on writings done many moons ago in the Amazon in Ecuador. 


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