
Spring walks are a constant source of inspiration and yesterday’s morning stroll was no exception. As everything begins to bloom it as if nature is beckoning us towards our own opening and this excites me greatly!
Outburst
There’s alchemy, the blossom trees are beaming with affection
A flood of blessings comes to me, I breathe into reflection
For nature is our way-shower, there’s no way to mistake her
My intuition flows through her for I’m a meaning-maker
There’s harmony, the morning breeze is tickling my temples
The forest wisdom’s clear to me, nothing’s coincidental
I’m open to the subtleties, and in complete connection
There’s alchemy, the blossom trees are beaming with affection