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MORNING FLOW by Carolyn Chilton Casas

 

Morning Flow
 by Carolyn Chilton Casas

A soft crescendo of birdsong 
heralds first light through bamboo slats,
and consciousness drifts forward.
 
The things to complete are many,
but experience has shown 
the day ahead flows smoother
with the practice of silence, 
and I choose to give myself this time.
 
Please connect with me,
make me a clear and present channel
of love, light, and restoring energy;
it is an honor bestowed, a gift.
 
Warmth seeps from palms and fingers,
breathing slows and deepens,
toes tingle with energy.
A shift transpires—
no longer any desire to move,
feelings of being held and cherished.
 
I am loved.  I am love.  
This is how we are meant to be.








Carolyn Chilton Casas lives on the central coast of California, the perfect landscape for a love of nature, hiking, and playing beach volleyball. She is a Reiki master and teacher, whose favorite theme for writing is about ways to heal. Her stories and poems have appeared in Braided Way, Energy, A Network for Grateful Living, Reiki News Magazine, Touch,and in other publications. You can read more of Carolyn’s work on Instagram at mindfulpoet_ or in her first collection of poems titled Our Shared Breath. Carolyn's second collection of poems is forthcoming. 




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  1. Maureen LancasterApril 16, 2023 at 10:44 AM

    Beautiful - the reading of which gave a moment's respite :)

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