touch

 
I reach into the blue of the day
welcoming calm and clear
in the shade of the garden my mind wanders
I see the upturned faces of the sunflower
open and beseeching the sun

green bright and verdant caress my senses
here I can breathe
I can touch the sky
I imagine swimming on her winds
stirring slightly and rising on the warm breeze
it is a quiet day but my mind is active

reaching the sacred chambers of pool of thought
collecting in pools of contentment
hopefully to bring smiles in kind return to the day who invited