Monday, April 2, 2018

The Sweet Smell of Lilacs

The sweet smell of lilacs
wafting in the air
envelope my heart
as I inhale

The warm embrace of life
lifts me up and carries me
from day to day
curious things pass before my eyes

Growing and dying
Screaming and silence
Creation and allowing
Evolution and Stillness

The seed is the flower
The flower is the seed
I am neither here nor there
Only in the mystery do I exist

Swirling around me
The scent of bliss
in this moment, I know
All is well

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