We look at a river, a creek, an ocean, a meadow, a redwood,
and oak,
even an elm.
Easy to enjoy.
East to just look, take it in, feel content, happy, at ease.
Nature reflecting back to us
the wonder of creation.
Telling us really, how grand we
are
how grand is life.
These are sweet messages:
the sky is just there
and as it is:
perfect, wonderful,
and we can love it
almost any time
we slow down
and come into the
now
the right now
now
and let the sky be what we
see
without even the word
"sky"
without even the word "blue"
but that color
ah, without a name
and with all that bouncing around in
our retina
and in our brain
and in our heart
and in our whole Selves:
what sweetness
and the sweetness
which is who we really are
makes us remember
who we really are:
love
we are love
and we blame the sky,
which we feel we love
or the river or the creek or the meadow
or the rose
or the cat or the mouse or the mockingbird dove quail
horse squirrel deer moose pigeon
nature
and now
and love
they kind of all swirl together
and when we are "in love"
it is as if we are seeing the beloved
the way we see a rose
perfect
or the ocean
marvelous
or the robin
delightful
nature is just fine
we don't want it to gain weight loose weight
appreciate us more
talk more talk less
say just the right thing
in fact
loud ocean
silent leaf shimmer
nature has a non verbal glory
that is
one of the hallmarks
of the now;
just what is
without the blah, blah
explaining it
even this blah, blah,
which might,
like good blah blah
inspire you to shut down the computer
and go stroll a bit
in the now
in the nature
in love
with
yourself
life
people around you
the whole
she
bang
even an elm.
Easy to enjoy.
East to just look, take it in, feel content, happy, at ease.
Nature reflecting back to us
the wonder of creation.
Telling us really, how grand we
are
how grand is life.
These are sweet messages:
the sky is just there
and as it is:
perfect, wonderful,
and we can love it
almost any time
we slow down
and come into the
now
the right now
now
and let the sky be what we
see
without even the word
"sky"
without even the word "blue"
but that color
ah, without a name
and with all that bouncing around in
our retina
and in our brain
and in our heart
and in our whole Selves:
what sweetness
and the sweetness
which is who we really are
makes us remember
who we really are:
love
we are love
and we blame the sky,
which we feel we love
or the river or the creek or the meadow
or the rose
or the cat or the mouse or the mockingbird dove quail
horse squirrel deer moose pigeon
nature
and now
and love
they kind of all swirl together
and when we are "in love"
it is as if we are seeing the beloved
the way we see a rose
perfect
or the ocean
marvelous
or the robin
delightful
nature is just fine
we don't want it to gain weight loose weight
appreciate us more
talk more talk less
say just the right thing
in fact
loud ocean
silent leaf shimmer
nature has a non verbal glory
that is
one of the hallmarks
of the now;
just what is
without the blah, blah
explaining it
even this blah, blah,
which might,
like good blah blah
inspire you to shut down the computer
and go stroll a bit
in the now
in the nature
in love
with
yourself
life
people around you
the whole
she
bang
Good.
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