♥

♥

it is too easy to become overly

focussed

and

to plan each day-

~ imagine ~

if we

just let go, decided to

watch for those other

moments-

that let in

easy beauty and joy

♥

we could groove a while..

accompanied by

the

sweetest of smiles,

the grace-full timbre of lyric voice

and soft guitar chords that lull

the wind

♥

we could ignite a

smudge of sage

then braided locks of

mother earth’s sweet grass-

its scent of

love, kindness and honesty

eddying round

♥

then

make a plan to

revel in

the mercurial glint of

capricious humor

that can outshine-

outrun, outkick

that

wind

♥

yes..

each day is a miracle..

of the soul

if you look for it

♥

 Love,

Smidge