there are places in this world i have stood as if i were standing within the spirit of the unseen force which created all...i feel a cleanness in this moment...as if the breath i draw in is sweeter somehow...the air pure and filled with vitality...my skin tingles at the touch of this lush energy...my eyes can not completely take in the perfection of this beautiful moment...yet here is where my soul drinks and feasts...here is where i am holding and being held...in the most sacred place...the place of the unseen...without a sound...without a thought...without any movement but the pulse of blood, my heartbeat and lungs filling and releasing...
i swallow...i blink...the moment passes...and yet expands into more moments...then gone...yet what is left is a softening...an opening where peace entered...
a smile comes...my hand touches the raindrop speckled face of a rose hip...i am full to the brim with this feast of love...this is being all the way alive...this is being all the way awake...
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