In the fullness of the day,
no props — just sun and warmth
light and light-heartedness
sprawled out on a lawn
new mown, smelling like watermelon
heart beat evident
to awakened consciousness
Is there any joy greater
in this moment?
In the fullness of the day,
no props — just sun and warmth
light and light-heartedness
sprawled out on a lawn
new mown, smelling like watermelon
heart beat evident
to awakened consciousness
Is there any joy greater
in this moment?