The Universe and Mind meld through lucid purity.
The ground swirled like that of an Edvard Munch painting.
Pondering the circle of life while watering the yellow squash,
I watched the butterfly dance in the mist.
The Quail cooed in the orange glow of the lingering sunset over the bamboo
softly blowing in the wind painting a small rainbow that danced in the garden.
Grounded in the unity as my feet lose touch with the grass,
I enjoy the moment of oneness without purpose, accepting the sign.
Sensation of clarity if only for a moment
albeit a moment is but a part of time to which
is now, then, and the morrow's morrows.
This, the 276th entry in bloggoland! Thanks for reading and coming back. I always enjoy the comments, emails and the banter!!
(c)Copyright 2009 Doug Boggs
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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