Wednesday, October 21, 2009
indian summer
watching it Fall
ladybug camouflaged on my mat
directly beneath me
teaches mindfulness of body
during practice
her relative hitches a ride on my shoulder
being warmed by the sun
we hike through the noisy forest
amongst the crashing leaves
skittering chipmunks
gurgling creek
Nature's Playlist
hit Repeat
i run to and fro
trying to catch the falling leaves
a whisper to stop grasping
i still
a yellow leaf lands in my hair
I Am Here.
i drive those stomach-dropping hills
screaming with glee
leaves fall
into the car
reminding me
when i stop running
i arrive
when i quit grasping
i receive
when i cease questioning
i understand.
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