Burnished Gold
Breathe here, beneath the golden hush,
Where light recalls the heights it knew.
The trees stand still—no need to rush—
They are the sun their roots once drew.
Each leaf surrenders, soft and slow,
A whispered prayer the wind can keep.
Their gleaming fall, a gentle show,
Reminds the heart to learn from sleep.
The world’s not dying, only new—
Transformed by light’s unending art.
It burns away, yet shines anew—
A living peace within the heart.
🌤️ Meditation
Close your eyes.
Imagine yourself walking through this forest of burnished gold.
With each step, you feel the warmth of the light, not above you, but within you.
You are both tree and flame, stillness and illumination.
Let the shimmer remind you: transformation is not loss—it is refinement.
You are the alchemy of light becoming gold.
~ Morgan C. Morgan
Writer of light, shadow, and the stories between.
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