wanting to plant seeds for a beautiful garden.
A garden of my spiritual world.
The texture of ground,gives way to the turning and sowing of my soul.
Events where I can expand.
The sight of moist soil,knowing the environment is ripe for change.
And bathing in the sun.
The sound of wind blowinggently asking me to move and sway.
The life of my party today.
The taste of nut like air,reminding me of the crunchy walnuts
and stories of old holy lands.
The emotions of noble consciousness,awakens joy and pain equally
from inner and outer realms.