INSPIRATION

She glows in her bloom,
like the experience of awakening,
in radiance and beauty,
beyond the span of daylight,
when no one is watching.

Cereus is a queen—
Queen of the Night, she is called,
with her spikes to guide her ego.

She blooms in an enigmatic, adorned moment of transition, coiled up in bliss,
beyond the beauty of sunset,
more than a harmonious rhythm.

A memory of a short time
that lasts forever in a continuous cycle,
to those who sight such a moment.

You may not believe in dreams,
but this is ecstasy.