Big clouds, multi-hued and tasty
lumbering across the blue blue
drawing folks into exuberance
Filling the senses dramatic
and promising to spit in our eyes
In light of the skyfest above us
in the Spirit of colossal display
I think humbly of my own little bit part
And my spine stretches taller to say
“I am here and I own I am a part of this”
I am grateful to be alive today
Freshly Bombarded
with blessings of color
Bright trees
and curly clouds
on a brisk and brilliant day
Grasses muted in season’s end
swirled and layed down
And danced again
with cheerful leaves
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Awakened senses or not
Natures praises
Grace…
Taming the fury in my mind
I listened to the whispers of my heart
felt the longings of my soul
Riding the rapids of emotions
I centered on the tractor beam of Spirit
stayed focused on the point of Love
And found peace in the midst of Life
When the sun arises
on the horizon
of my thoughts
All the silly little fearful ones
scatter to hide
in the shadows
Today is a bright day—
no hiding places left
Not too long ago
just across that stream of consciousness
In a sweet glen
of fern and speckled sunlight
Baby deer awoke
to the fullness of heart
inherent in all that lives
