Love
Today I fell in love
With the enchantingly intriguing
whorls of my left index finger
My own fingerprint
My own uniqueness
Finding new things to love about myself
What a beautiful daily habit
Garden
In my garden
Weeding
I look up and gasp in awe
At the beauty of the view up through the tree
“Imagine being one of the creatures lucky enough to live under here!”
And then I realised that I am.
(C) 2021
M & E
I hardly feel like writing
I barely bother to read
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Wanting to be fed
by the feed
Knowingly wading through
the mire that
saps my soul
Overriding self-imposed time limits
In a tacit agreement
to self-destruct
so that
in arriving at that nihilistic state of
I Hate Everything
I am humbled into remembering
that
Meditation and Exercise
are my true salvation.
The day is calling me.
Put down the phone.
‘Click’.
(C) 2021
Imagine
Imagine
If everything was as exquisite
as a perfect cup of tea!
Life would be unbearable
in its all-expanding beauty
and limitless optimism
...or is it already?
Because I am a miracle
That I am alive
Is a miracle
That I am able to breathe
Deeply into my belly
Is a blessing
For such a blessing
I feel deepest gratitude
When I was a star
I couldn’t hear the birds
Singing in the morning
When I was a star
I couldn’t taste the ocean
Salting my skin
When I was a star
I couldn’t feel the warm breeze
Bringing my face messages of hope
When I was a star
I couldn’t inhale the mint or the rose
In all their ostentatious fragrant glory
When I was a star I couldn’t even see
the magic of the afternoon light
golden, slinky, as it casts itself
so flatteringly
over all the miracles
that surround us
Here I now am
in this exquisite form
a feeling, sensing, breathing
miracle of life
with the sublime ability
to derive deep pleasure
from my physical functions
eating, moving, shitting, sleeping, drinking water, laughing, breathing...
Why would I look for anything more?
When I was a star
I saw this life and chose it
Now I am here
Experiencing
Morning birdsong filling my spirit
Gently dancing trees soothing my soul
Totally nourished by the very act of recognising the beauty of our natural world,
of which I am a worthy element,
and basking
in gratitude
for this
divine
moment
Copyright Zoe Xanadu 2021
Bed
Bedtime brings such joy
The anticipation
of the
Pleasure
of the
First sip of tea tomorrow morning
(C) 2021
Spritely Musings 