Standing in qigong this morning
Joy permeating this very being
Mind stilling, soft and gentle,
as a wild animal resting
behind a decaying fallen tree
All alive and vibrant,
nurturing and nurtured
Morning sun streams through the french doors, warms hands, torso
Rainbow fairies fly from their crystal home, dance and play
Gaze out, a vision, the reflection of the window, mind's eye sees only body and hands
Instead bamboo in the garden, flexible yet steady, frames body and replaces head. Inner wisdom.
The Beloved.
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