Meditations are what meditations are
Each attempt - something else
Soaking in the sun, one soaks into the sun
A pineal explosion of light and sound
Each attempt - something else
Soaking in the sun, one soaks into the sun
A pineal explosion of light and sound
No fears, no wants; just being
Forgiveness sweeps clean the way
And prepares for glowing thankfulness
The space in which manifestations blossom
Forgiveness sweeps clean the way
And prepares for glowing thankfulness
The space in which manifestations blossom
inhaling
ReplyDeletemanifesting peace
hello sun...long time no see
celebrating birdsong
exhaling
This may be one of the best little descriptions of a meditation that I've ever read, artistically done, of course!
ReplyDeleteonce in a while we need to stop and meditate.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous. That is so beautiful and speaks to me today. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteFerd, Thank you!
Life Moto, So very true.