Good Morning My Wild Woods

They called me out. The birds, the morning glow and sparkly dew. Come play they begged! The morning was fresh and new, and it had been weeks since I’ve been able to just wake and wander on the land. Days like these feel as if there is no separation between awake and dream.

I sauntered down the hill towards the wash and willows that glowed soft and yellow in the early sun.  The preceding evenings coolness still rising from the wet silt below my feet.  My never ending quest to “see” the magic that is in the air. I know it is there. I feel it. I know it like I know my own truth.

The ultimate desire…….to embrace it like a lover. To have the magic love me back. To find the holy grail of desire to be magic inside myself ….as one on this land!

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