flushing out reality
eyes open to the kingdom at hand
memories rise from the nooks and cranies within
as the silence of the room resonates off my ears
i gleen down and peer through the richness of life
it's the sun beaming through the arched clouds at Te Anu
it's the touch of granite against my bare skin atop the yosemite ridge
it's the children engrossed by the fountain as I savor salmon taquitos alive in the present conversation
strolling down Ceasar Chavez I flush out reality eyes open beholding the gift at hand
stumbling into unexpected mana
streams of light pour out engulfing our path
inch the veil up higher that we might further embrace
1 comment:
how beautiful. un momento santo, no?
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