Worshiping the Sun

bumblebees are flying slowly
butterflies are fluttering too
songbirds in the trees are singing -
I am here with you

as thunder rolls in the distance
and lightning flashes in the sky
from a storm still far away from
this meadow where we lie

by a river lined with rushes
swaying with each puff of air
gentle breezes, moving water,-
knowing you are there

with all the life that surrounds us
aware that we are one
interacting conscious being -
worshiping the Sun

source of all of life and living,
the energizing power
animating with its giving
every second, every hour...

with electrifying rolling thunder,
its sound waves in between
being struck by awe and wonder
beside a flowing stream