In the Now

Leaf with raindrops

Mind buzzes,
Fickle bee.
Flower to flower,
Drinking sap of memories
and humming of things to come.

When mind-mouth is open
Eye is closed.

When I is open
Mystery unfurls
Like new leaf
Studded with rain gems.

Voices hushed
Listening to colour,
Shapes,
Mystical whisper of Now.

One Thing Said:

  1. Gravatar Silvis says...

    Nice …the nectar it conjured was sweet…..

    Studied moment by moment ..


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