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 bite 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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Image David Arndt Tibet

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