I celebrate the silence,
the solace of the woods
so graciously “being”
basking in the sun
welcoming my passage
through their humble
abode.
No need to straighten up
the place for my presence
they have nothing to
be ashamed of–their
house is in order, as is.
My mind dwells deep
within in such
silent distractions.
It can hear itself think.
And feel.
It can receive
and wake up to
the creative wealth
wanting to sprout
and grow in the
sunlight, also.
It can even rest
without much
or any activity
at all. It just
enjoys being
unpressured to be.
A New Beginning 