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
Sweet Spring memories and beautiful words!
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