Between footstep and breath I find release From the agitation Of thoughts That twist And burn From one step To the next Breathe, inhale And exhale Return to inner calm Turn dark to light Open heart and mind And find... Continue Reading →
I stood at a viewpoint high on the hill Mountains of many hues in my view As birds wheeled and sang overhead Giving voice to the joy in my heart Ideas and worries, they all faded away No cares to... Continue Reading →
Birds wheeling overhead. Clear grey skies, fresh winter air. Calm. Perfect. Serene.