taim i' ngra leat

 
A thought drifts through my mind.
A dream of calm blue skies.
Glittering ponds and blades of grass through my toes.
The gentle breeze of Gods breathe
lingers over me.
A bluejay says hello as he passes by.
I stand in silent reflection;
as I feel this moment.

A moment of clarity.

I am human.
I am spirit.
I am want and desire.

The angels talk to me through the sounds of the whispering brook.
Gently petting my soul.
Telling me to listen,
to hear,
to feel,
to love.

The sun warmly embraces me;
as I am one with this meandering field of wildflowers.
The scent of Iris's in bloom lures me further into thought.
The greens and yellows and purple petals dancing in the field join me in this moment.
Enhances me,
feeds me,
helps me know.

Here under the gentle touch of Heavan;
I am,
I was,
I will be.