Saturday morning, I light a birch inscent to fill the room with the smell of
fresh cut trrees in the forest,
I breathe deep and I can hear running water, I close my eyes and the birds are
there, chirping wanting to announce the sunrise through the leaves
Look for it
Look within
Look for something better, more
Grander, look and drop into its totallness, its love, that speaks of
more........
Hot coffee is yet to touch my lips and I taste its familiarness.......
Budda, christ, they surround me and when I find their representations as I glace
to see , I smile, a better way tp be !
Good morning may your days know the joy of waking in the light of love, may your
heart know its yours, may you feel it with me and make it your own, may you be
blessed......
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