Let the sunshine caress you,
as if it were a lover.
Live today like it is everything
Don’t be afraid to let the wind
Feel the tenderness of the garden.
Take in the color, scent,
and aliveness of the flowers blossoming.
Let the sky’s blue direct you.
between what’s your’s and what’s their’s Feel the richness of the grass
under your feet.
Let nature be the cure that relieves you. If only for a moment, be well
and another song by The Maine Yep, still om that music kick 🙂
They gave each other the sweetness of apples,
immeasurable by hand.
An orchard assembled by
loyalty and determination,
where two horizons met
bound by soul constellations
An intimacy that went beyond a
bed of grass and fleeting endorphin
But no matter how bountiful the gathering,
we sometimes become too accustomed
to the beauty of the return.
We forget to take time
to savor what we hold dear,
clinging too long to
memories of past harvesting
Or we become consumed with
the yields of new fruit.
No time to fight or even mourn
for bruised apples
left to oxidize in the
Neglect takes root, hurt unbridles
And careless words become an
apron full of briars.
A spider lodged in the hem.
The orchard once ablaze and alive sheds
it’s golden mass becoming nothing
more than a misbegotten shadow,
a crop of blue scars, an artifact
Sunset and a song. Have a wonderful weekend xx
“This is our life
These are our friends
This is our family that grows and bends.
This is our chance
This is our time
This is us making things to somehow leave behind
What will we leave behind to show
That this is our life”
I could live for the sky today.
so bright and vast
Spread a blanket on the ground
Open a basket of hope
Feast on the taste of an illuminated
world, green fields
with no fences, the sun rising
over the meadow.
Devour the middle of the white
chocolate colored clouds
No one to take note of me
Serenity in the stillness
My skin alive with the melody
of the breeze slow
dancing with the golden leaves.
I sway along with the stray wind
My face dusted by
sunlight. My worries dissolving
into sweet pitch of
a heavenly October day.