Lonely Sun-Worshipper by LMC

My house is a happy home

Free and unattached

No need for visitors

Save the windy spirit that

Flows through my broken windows


Your name is a spell

And I am immune to it


I am the sole witness of

The reverent dawn, streaming

Into a dimly lit crimson abyss


The lifeless trees come alive in the sunlight

After the moon refused them reprieve


The ascending sun bleeds a calm sense of

Glorious ordinariness, yet still

So dazzling, these arpeggios of morning




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