Morning glory awakens me

Lilies of the field no more

Heather perched by my door

Lavender sitting upon the wooden sill

Soon sweet basil will be growing strong

All in my backyard

Life is blooming


Within and

At my door

Still ~

How is it?

I want more?


Isn’t it?

Be mindful

Of this moment

Not the next?

Hope yearns

To feel the flutter of an awakened heart

Alive in


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