MEDITATION 4

Counting my breath

I feel

Cool and comfortable

Like lying

In a mystical forest

Under moonlight.

A golden toad

Relaxes

In gray rain.

I pick up

A warm flute

From icy cold snow.

Rainlight

Splashes the

Glistening avenue.

There is a quick

Flicker

Of filament.

My love is a

Lilac blossom.

I relax

Deeper

Like summer

And beauty.

I am a

Hole in the sky.

Orange blossoms

Float on

Soft water.

I am one

With all

Of creation.

5/11/2016