Lord, the air smells good today,
straight from the mysteries
within the inner courts of God.
A grace like new clothes thrown
across the garden, free medecine for everybody.
The trees in their prayer, the birds in praise,
the first blue violets kneeling.
Whatever came from Being is caught up in being, drunkenly
forgetting the way back.
..got really carried away today... slightly inebriated by all the sunshine, bird song, blue skies and the heavenly breath of spring.
Day11 of robinintheuk Project365
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Thursday, 1 April 2010
...the air smells good...