Tree Perspective

Arms around the Love (is real)

It makes no matter where that I might be. I haven’t seen a single day that it doesn’t reign down on me. I’ve never heard a love song that doesn’t yank my string. It makes no matter what I’m doing, or where that I might be.

The Ocean draws me, to walk along her shore. She bades me pause awhile and feel her to my core. The wading birds, pelicans, sea shells and Sun, give me added pleasure and connection to this one.

Still, the song arises from deep within my soul. It connects to all the Universe, as one, as we all know. I needn’t do a single thing, but stand in quiet pose. To feel the voice within me reaching out to console.

The Trees have been my ever Friends, the Mountains, and the Streams. But now the Ocean calls me to be included in my dreams. I feel just how I might be, if a beach bum were my role. Yet, my heart belongs to everything, these all are in my soul.

And, the Love I feel is so much larger than us all. When I pause in the dawn or the evening light, is when mostly I hear it call. Reaching out to put my arms around all the Love I feel, you’re in the realm, you’re in the fold, my Love for you is real.

PJQ

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