Friday, May 25, 2012


"God enters by a private door into every individual."

Sitting here in the cool air.
The horizon, pink, lavender.
Listening to birds, dogs, roosters.
Good morning world. (Photo)

Mist & light.
Right here, right now.
A harmony of birds serenade.
Cool joy. (Photo)

Simple, thin fog. 
Settling a bit, playing. 
Absolute miracle in simplicity.

& then the sun just comes, a big red orb, 
No fan fare
Just some soft rise
And settles in the horizon, 

Lazy like an old friend.

And I look at that tree, reaching toward it and think, that is how I feel.

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