If you were asked to say all the things you love... Would you figure in that list? ...And if you did..then how long would it take for you to name yourself?
I need these nightly rituals, now; the damp smell of the earth as I water the garden, the happy presence of seedlings sprouting, a moment alone with the new moon rising. Noticing how, wherever there are spaces, Life fills them up.
I want to dive into the sea of life I want to immerse myself in its depths But sometimes I feel like I don't belong in these depths I merely dwell in them temporarily...
I can feel the smell of fresh earth in the air Cool breeze Swaying trees An assortment of dark clouds in the sky Lightning and thunder There's a storm coming And then there's the storm of feelings brewing inside my head as I sip my cup of tea The first drop of rain kisses the earth It starts with a little pitter patter And then there's just an absolute downpour of emotions It's like the sky is crying it's heart out And the sound is like some symphony And every now and then it reaches a crescendo and then calms down again The birds are flying hither tither Some take shelter in my window ledge and sill Some cars and motorcycles stop in their tracks People on the road taking their umbrellas out Those without one scampering for cover Some drenching their hearts out in the rain As it starts to flood a bit some kids make paperboats and set them out on the rainwater sea.. As I watched these scenes from my window I couldn't help but think of my childhood days Days when I used to feel more and think less But then I guess with age you grow wiser or maybe dumber or a bit timid..i don't know.. As a kid the rains for me was all about having a good time Now it's all about watching and reminiscing the childhood days