rays of gold
streak through
graceful sentinels
full firs standing tall
soaring
ponderosa
bark shining pink
like the skin of a newly bathed child
grass so green
so lush
I have pretensions
of becoming a vegetarian
mother cow waddles slowly
down the fence line
while a baby white nosed
leaps and whirls
joyful
it is a sleepy time
as creation slowly shakes itself awake
a quiet time
and yet this is not just another day
underneath the compressed energy
of this morning
something hums
something stirs
there is energy here
something big going on
just below the surface
something more
ruach
Spirit
Life
Love
Something more
the creative energy of the sacred
saying
this day matters
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