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