Poem 28, Day 28

A Belgium Blonde beverage

On a hot spring day,

After a hike along the cerulean

Ocean meeting the azure sky

The way to calm waves inside

are painted with exercise,

carved like sanded walls and banks

eroded ego

A surrendering to each wave

Of awakening

I live a dream within a dream

Born of such imagining

Full of taste, flavors, and surprises

There is no way out, but through the

Corridor of allowance

Each day a liberation and a shackle in a new way

Unfolding my path in pain, fatigue

Or flying through new highs, and revelations

I can only raise hands to thank

The same skies for chaperoning me

Through new levels of

Awakening bliss

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