The early morning beam of light,
comes in my window to play…
It finds my crystals hanging in the window
and coaxes jets of color to paint my walls..
It passes through prisms tickling the rainbow
reds, yellows and blues until they run away giggling
and smash over my ceiling..
It probes my vase of lilies and says
You think you are orange?
Now look…
as I cover you in light!
This is orange my dear,
not that pale half asleep color you woke up with.
It capriciously fans over the stamens, carpels, stigmas,
making them twist and distort a bit
the stars of each flower,
their inner sanctums shine in the daybreak spotlight.
Who invited you in today?
Did the tree branches sway a bit to get
out of your way?
Is it all a conspiracy of the new day?
the sun in its perfect angle,
the leaves bowing their heads
so you can pass over them?
I surrender to your intent to wake me up,
with colors splashing over my eyes.
I don’t give in to the call of the pillow
that wants to pull me back,
drag me once again, into the depths of Stygian sleep,
but instead, I smile, not annoyed and say appreciatively,
“Good morning sunbeam!”
Karima Hoisan
July 16, 2021
Costa Rica
Digital Rabbit Hole 
Love this! 🙂 My mother used to put prisms in various windows, and as a child I would come across the bright pure spectra here and there on sunny days and be delighted. You’ve described yours so we’ll.
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Thank you Dale..my mom too as you know and I inherited this habit..I never lose that childlike wonder, when the light hits them just right and turns a normal, boring room into Fantasia:):)
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Wow Karima, this is just magical!!!! Your writing always speaks to my heart and soul in such a deeply synchronized way. And this is no exception…I absolutely love it! That last stanza is simply sublime, it ties this whole masterpiece together in such a graceful way!!! Stunning work, my amazing friend!!! Thank you for sharing your gift 🙏🏻🖤🤗
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Aww thank you sweet Ace..sunbeams through prisms are magical:) I am a child again, every bright morning with no clouds.. As I said above to Dale..I will never lose this wonder..It feels like Nature makes a connection..through light energy, it says,,”Listen, I’m speaking to you”:) Thank you so much for your appreciation and this inspiring comment.
You are a ray of sunshine too in my life:) 🌟✨🙏🤗❤️🌈
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You are always welcome, my dearest Karima! I love how you describe nature’s connection…that’s so beautifully true and deeply divine. Awww 😊, you are a beaming ray of sunshine in my life too 🤗🖤
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🤗☀️❤️
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Wow, such a stunning poem , centered around a sunbeam! The whole post is so beautifully written, and the flow , as always, is sublime! I love the way you write as if literally having a conversation! Really lovely, Karima. Very few realize that to know light, one must know darkness as well. Stay blessed, Habibti! Much love and light to you! 🙏💖🌈🤗
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Thank you Habeebity:) I loved your last statement in this comment as you are so right/To love the light we must have known the darkness..So true and little details like light beams maybe be passed over in our hectic days..but if we happen to be poets* smiles* we might actually see them working away in our lives.. Thank you for your encouraging words and I am so thrilled you enjoyed this poem 🤗❤️🌈🌹🦋🔆
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Absolutely!! Love you dear! 🤗🌈🙏🙏💖
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Ahhhhh, what a gorgeously rendered piece, dear Karima. I love the concepts of the tree and light in a dance of magical communication, the tree making space for the light to cascade in your window. I also love the play between the pillow, and day that is calling you forth. Gorgeous. ❤️🤗🙏🌺✨
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Thank you Jeff.. you always make me feel I did my best!! As i have said before, we only come close to saying what we want to say:) Yes, you feel it…the trees making room, for the light to come through..Sometimes it really feels this way to me…a wonderful coordinated conspiracy of Nature:):) Have a great weekend!🌹🌺☀️🦋❤️🤗
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You’re welcome, Karima. Always. Ah, yes, that is true. Sometimes it feels really close, and sometimes not. Either way, it’s a lovely experience, just like reading your work. I did feel it very closely. Thank you. Have a wonderful weekend too! ❤️🌺🙏🤗
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Wow! Such a lovely poem, just like a movie. The way you have depicted the sunbeam and its effect, with finer details, is quite spectacular. So deep and sublime. The last stanza, ‘pillow..wants to pull me back..into depths of Stygian sleep’ won my heart. You are wonderful, Karima! Stay happy and blessed 😊🙏💐💖
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Thank you so much Kaushal.. I love you said my poem was like watching a movie…Truly that is how I saw the moment unfolding too, and just tried to capture it in descriptive words. Such a simple moment and yet , that playful sunbeam showered me with joy:) Thank you for all your kind words and be blessed always and be creative!🤗❤️🙏🌟☀️
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You’re welcome, Karima 😊💐
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Ahhh love this
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Awww so glad you do Sannia!!❤️💐Thank you!! 🙏
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SO SWEET!!! I loved this 😀
❤
David
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Awwww David….I’m so glad my little sunbeam brought you joy❤️☀️🌹🤗🌺✨
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This is so lovely. The picture you paint is so very lovely my friend. Prisms are so beautiful when the light hits them. I love how you see the colors on flowers and there individual parts. Really beautiful work. I hope you are having a wonderful weekend. Sending you love. ❤️🤗Joni
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Thank you..Thank you Joni..I am having a great weekend (I have a Reading tomorrow) and I am so glad you could relate to the prisms reflecting..Since I was a child, I have never lived without them in an East window…Thank you for your inspiring words about my poem..Love and peace and loads of creativity for you too!!☀️❤️🤗🙏🌹🦋🌈
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You are so welcome. I love light and when the sun hit the prisms wow, well there you go that is why you wrote that gorgeous poem. Congratulations on your reading. I will be checking to see if it is live. Sending you lots of love, peace and have an amazing reading tomorrow, I know you will be smashing with your beautiful words. Joni xoxoxo
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What a splendid writing Karima. You took me with you in a world that mesmerizes and splashes colors over my eyes.
Gorgeous.
xoxoxo
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Thank you dear Garbriela..You words are like a new beam shining on me at night…That feels wonderful… Means much to me, that you found my sunbeam mesmerizing:):)❤️☀️🤗🌹
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My pleasure Karima.
“You words are like a new beam shining on me at night: Oh, such a sweet thing to say. In fact I can say the same about your words. They are gorgeous.
Sending love
xoxo
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Thoughtful words. I’m really thinking on this second stanza, and the idea that we are perhaps not seeing what we are seeing at times. “This is orange my dear, / not that pale half asleep color you woke up with.” Perhaps there much more to how we can know and feel and see things. Lovely write-up!
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Thank you so much Ben..oh yes I definitely think at times we are only seeing Life’s outline, it’s wire-frame structure, without the senses or the brain, using the full potential tat lies dormant within us…but sometimes….we see more☀️🦋🌟🌺🔆❤️
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This hits me deeply: “seeing Life’s outline”. I understand what you’re saying in this. And then, yes, we have those times where we feel the fullness of life. You’re very thoughtful, Karima. Always a pleasure to read your ideas.
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Superb poem! Its wonderful, the way you’ve described the beauty of the sunlight spectrum.
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Thank you so much for this lovely comment and for visiting my blog 🙏
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What a perfectly penned description, magic, Karima.
“It capriciously fans over the stamens, carpels, stigmas,
making them twist and distort a bit
the stars of each flower,
their inner sanctums shine in the daybreak spotlight.”
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