Tag: sunlight

Morning Sunlight

If we allow ourselves

a moment to engage

in the beauty of morning,

sunlight can radiate

our mind and body.

The leaves are turning

watching the autumn

descend upon our

summer dreams.

We will cycle

toward the arctic,

winter winds.

Yet, stand in the sunlight

for a moment, we might.

Turning Point

When presence takes hold

the past grows old.

We have to allow ourselves

to put the odds on shelves

Life holds a sunny sky,

so when that is the why

let everything go,

just like being in the know.

There is a crucible stands direct

make it questionable and indirect.


© Thom Amundsen 10/2021

Once Cried Love

Yes

Inside a dream

Could I tear

Moments flash my eyes

Next morning

Sunlight shatter solace

Imagery would fade slow

Spirit being parting ways

For now

Just, for now

Tomorrow will start again

Well, night sky

When I could seek

Sweet is the moment.


©️ Thom Amundsen 6/2021

Waking to Love

Sweet remedy

a kindness draws eyes

a wander

inside foggy interior.

~

While each passing hour

holds promise

asks empathy

an immediate proposal

may suggest in heart

sweet peace of mind.

~

Morning sunlight

will create shadow

that will ask a conscious

need to step in

guide a soul lost inside

a societal nightmare.

~

A pleasure would be a breeze

let fortune in life to breathe.


©️ Thom Amundsen 6/2021

A Gentle Breeze

I woke to their singing

like lounging by the river

a fresh morning dew

preparing us a sky as blue.

~

This isn’t just remembering

more holding truth to who we

are when a cloudy mind reflect

upon a gentle swaying we select.

~

Last night heard words ringing

soft reminders why we are now

Inside lovely dreams, a fantasy

in strength settling a symbolic sea.

~

I lay in bed awaiting a morning sun

gray skies gifted me a gentle breeze.


©️Thom Amundsen 4/2021

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Sunshine and Coffee

I have these moments

this is a paradigm

a realization of some sort to

hang onto with every fiber

of my state of mind.

Life changes and we hitch on

to find wherever

a landing pad

might let us fall back on our feet

again.

We could fall off the ledge

and yet

always there is a rolling hill

to slow us eventually

in soft memory

of fields of play in our childhood.

Maybe nostalgic,

perhaps hopeful

yet everyday there is a chance for sunlight,

and when that occurs,

a smile may emanate,

a radiance …

we all have dreams.


© Thom Amundsen 11/2020

Dreams & Shadows

Thank God for dreams

though they might frighten

in a scheming time

no filters no recourse

just a forcibly open mind.

Welcome to a bright ‘sunshiny morning’

So much enhanced

seeing the light of day

leaving darkness behind

my eyes did open

I did feel a sudden pain

slowly lifted

stepped away

in my dreams

shadows remain.

©️ Thom Amundsen 8/2020

Eyes Open

Glance outside, slatted reminder

Cloud cover inside rays of sunlight

Awakening to keen choice occasion

Mindless storms set aside today

We are on rhythm designed a hunter

Those whose early rise a sorrow might

Upon now themselves haunting derision

Having practiced in life what we may

For truth will shine in a forever soul

Feel that organic nature of our whole

A startle usually a ticket out of a hole

Skylit harmony help an ugliness ease,

Hold powerful a sweet sensual release

Natural support provide accentuate peace

©️Thom Amundsen 8/2020

Summer Dreams

Wish for a chance to capture such beauty

As lights our horizon, an accentuate calm.

Satisfy urgency, sweet like the palm

Solace upon heart sought serenity.

 

Silent eyes seeking accessible paths

A walk is meditation in such air

Having found freedom, surreal is where

Let go of resentments, wild wanton wrath.

 

A forest, instill beauty, while fountains pour

Sky streak across a somber universe

Might love break out spectacular verse

While slow is familiar seasonal lore.

 

Yonder the people in casual stroll

Swoon a spiritual familiar knoll

Summer’s Wonder

In simple minutes I was drawn to you,

a walk, a stroll – complimentary blue.

If told to find the cloud in this sweet sky,

One might imagine naysayers do cry.

Soak in an energy drives home our soul

Believe in the elegance in a summer whole.

I do dance in the steaming heat of victory,

to know that Grace offers my humanity.

Oh to wonder the how and why of a universal

atmosphere we could stand to embrace all