The late afternoon light
gracefully wafted its way
down through the trees,
waltzed atop the
blades of grass,
twirling do-si-dos
around the dandelions
until . . .
it landed softly all around me
as I sat there
cross-legged on the lawn;
connecting me to the sacred,
right there
in my tiny backyard.
composting words 
This photo is stunning
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Thank you! It felt like one of those sacred moments that usually come at the top of the mountain or some awesome natural wonder. Such a pleasant surprise and a good reminder that peaceful energy is everywhere if we stop and notice it.
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the sweetness of afternoon light; it is often this magical and I love to sit and drink in the peace.
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š It does encourage you to stop, sit and just breathe for a few moments. Especially after this winter!
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