oh oh oh a sense of fullness
of life
of joy
of security
of peace
then first you must find it in yourself...
who would you be without
a thought of lack?
oh
i would be
the bird
that flies
that soars
so happily
and freely
and chirps and bounces
from branch
to branch
without effort
i would be the wind
flowing over the whole world
touching everyone
and everything
so gently
kissing
kissing
kissing
reminding
them of the tenderness
they have forgotten in the moment
i would bring the scents of the flowers
from far away right into their noses
and wake them up
to the delicious and luscious
perfume of each moment
i would be the bee
so furry
and weightless
hovering among millions
and millions of scarlet poppies
all calling and inviting me
bursting
for me
to come
visit
and vibrating into the eardrums of five year old children
offering honey to your mouth
on that warm piece of toast
as you start your day
as you take your first bite
of this morning
the Sun warming my wings
as i rise above the clouds
those soft clouds of nothing
but moisture
that nourishes the whole universe
and disappears
to show that's all that ever was
yes i am the bird
flying everywhere
and seeing all things
just as beautiful and lovely
as they truly are...
friend