Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Sunday- day 8

The light of the sun Gracefully pirouettes
Across my shoulders
My shoulders
A Welcoming dance floor

Light winds blow
Butterfly kisses
Across my eyelashes
My lashes
Receptive lips

The grass,
My garden tub
As I bathe in fragrances
of lilac
and Freesia

Quiet hymnals
Soundtrack this
Courtesy of cardinals
and mockingbirds

Today I REconnect

With the nature of the mother
Which is also within me
The center

Ahhh Sunday

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