Rising sun

Rising sun

The landscape that was all dark and shapeless a moment ago

is now retrieving life, lit in the subtlest of morning colors

The spirit of water is out for an instant, to drink in the magic of dawn

before disappearing again in waters’ depth

The grass on the plains and the hills

and the forest on the mountains

are blurred at their contours still

This is the moment I prefer in the day

because it is a time of promises, of open reverie

before the strong afternoon sun etches the definite shape of the day in stone



About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!

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