Today I sat on a stone that was embedded into a "hugging tree" in Beacon Hill Park. I reveled in the Beauty of this tree and could feel her holding me and telling me that they were aware of me and that I was part of them. They told me to let go of any remaining darkness and infamy that was no longer a part of me.
As I looked around that grove of trees and flowers I felt their symphony and heightened awareness. They moved melodically as though they were dancing to an orchestra leader that the bulk of humanity could not discern.
They hovered, they stopped as though transfixed and then they started their slow, balletic movements once again, a tapestry of incredible magic where I sat as an admiring oberserver.
Nature is moving to a different rhythm now. So am I.
As I looked around that grove of trees and flowers I felt their symphony and heightened awareness. They moved melodically as though they were dancing to an orchestra leader that the bulk of humanity could not discern.
They hovered, they stopped as though transfixed and then they started their slow, balletic movements once again, a tapestry of incredible magic where I sat as an admiring oberserver.
Nature is moving to a different rhythm now. So am I.