Sunday, July 11, 2010


The joy of your fragrant, soft touch is beckoning me once more, whispering to turn and gaze into your heart, so wide and deep, I feel it beating as my own.

Petals arched back, reaching to the soft, pale blue sky, you give everything.

Sharing your beauty and light, you are a lovely gift, reminding us all to be still for just a moment and to let go, falling into the vast radiance that we are.

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