May. I taste the proximity of summer, all the while walking through the oaken wood, soaked knee-deep by thick, green grasses and bluebells. A narcissus bobs to the beat of my heart. It is here that I unite with all of life, known and unknown, as I stretch into the unfathomable depth and breadth of the universe. Stars tickle my fingertips as they tattoo the universal truth upon my hands.
"You are here." They pen this upon me and I whisper my understanding as I bring my arms down to caress the camas lily at my feet. It sparkles with dew and stardust. I need no more than this. In this moment I need for nothing, in awe of the simple perfection of life.
"You are here." They pen this upon me and I whisper my understanding as I bring my arms down to caress the camas lily at my feet. It sparkles with dew and stardust. I need no more than this. In this moment I need for nothing, in awe of the simple perfection of life.
Gillian Cornwall - May 1, 2012.
4 comments:
***Love***
Wow! You should save all of these and publish an anthology someday. I would buy it, for sure. Beautiful.
Dear Lauren
Thanks so very much for your comment.
Feeling the love in the YYJ!
Mary @nakedplanet2,
Thanks so very much my friend. I believe you may have the opportunity one day! I thank you for your constant support. Looking forward to listening to the new music at
http://nakedonastrangeplanet.com/
Big hugs from Victoria.
Gillian
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