My senses making love with this new day!
The air, full of the songs of birds in all their delicious variety,
the sky, brightening with the rise of the sun
that is obscured by the tall trees
but I see nonetheless in my mind�s eye.
The five lights from the night before,
set against the greens and browns
that are the gifts of the Mother.
The friendly scent of the smoldering bonfire,
the sound of the slight breeze in the trees
and the feel of its caress on my bare skin.
I breathe deeply of this day, over and over
as if to take it all within my being and hold it there.
Vibrant and wide alive, though I haven�t slept in a day,
full of the spirit of life, nature, the soul of this place!
Memories of the night before float through my mind
drums, and swaying tight tummies, and hugs
and soulful sharing by the fire.
How much I treasure the love of my friends!
How thankful I am for all they give me of themselves!
How blessed is my life for the road I�ve traveled
that has led me to the fullness, the richness,
the expanse of this moment!
A book that speaks to my soul
of love of all that is the feminine.
As I read the words, and my eyes absorb the beauty of the form,
I feel the cellular memory of touch and scent and taste
and the sweet sounds
of softly spoken words and gentle moans.
A tear in my eye, a tightness in my throat,
sobs of joy and fullness escape me
and bless the beauty that is this life.