Droplets on the leaves...
Bird calls from the trees...
Foilage gently swaying...
Chipmonks hurry, scurrying...
Gray and hazy sky...
Cool, crisp mountain air...
Summer morning delight.
This morning I am pure like the morning air.
The moist intake flows into my nostrils, cool and refreshing.
I feel my breath circulating through my lungs and to my heart,
delivering rich, renewing oxygen to all the cells in my body.
Every muscle, tendon, organ, and tissue quivers with energy,
revitalized with this gift from the air I breathe.
Energy is generated and my body tingles with health.
Cooing and calling, chirping away.
I am drawn into their language,
feeling at one.
Knowing I, too, can take flight
if I desire.
I wish to stay right here,
Suspended in time and place,
Aware of my senses
And aware of my soul.
I am a dancing leaf and I feel the lightness of the breeze on my skin.
The gentle, fragrant canopy shelters me and I am safe.
Droplets transform with magnifying illusion.
A clear, clean fragment of rain touches my tongue and I am refreshed.
I am calm and cool and closer than breath to the Spirit Within.
in and all around me.
I hear it, feel it, taste it, smell it,
and see it with my inner eyes.
Spirit is alive in me and I am Holy.
I am healed.
I am whole.
And so it is...