Bronx Skies


in ache to absorb
the deep blues of beauteous skies
poetry above.

© 2013 Liza Morales


I looked out my window and the first thing I was moved to do was pray and thank God for this giving Monday afternoon. The skies are abysmal and the sun, illuminating. It’s below freezing temps and the trees are naked. There is love and light everywhere.
I’m nestled here in my abode… relaxed, in a simmered mood, listening to Coltrane and writing poetry. I am finding myself submerged in immense gratification — right here, right now. I will continue to inhale with breaths of gratitude… (breathing).


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