AWAKEN, ARISE, YOU ARE ALIVE!

Look right in front of you, what do you see?

Morning has come again, night is over.

What will you do with this day, this here, this now?

Days have passed on, one after another, gone like the wind.

Stalled, low, waisted.

Mourning!

But “I” am alive. “I” am here. “I” can rise.

There is still beauty when the darkness like blinders is removed from one’s eyes.

Today I am alive! Cleanse off the mourning. Breath deeply to the core. Allow ‘heart’ to beat again, feel deeply the rhythm of the song of life.

Be kind, and live.

After the rain

Storms are moving through today.

It is cool and nice outside.

Although I had planned on working an hour in the garden this morning, the thunder and rain sent me back inside.

During a loll in the storm front, I found some time to quietly stroll around.

More, no differently beautiful than yesterday.

A beautiful display, delighting the eye, and calming the soul.

Please enjoy my garden.