Monday, 14 June 2010

A stroll down the mountain

Strolling down the mountain
I smell the morning rain
The clearing mist, the fog it lifts
I dance with life again

Down inside a cavern
The womb of mother earth
I learn of crystals and of peace
I learn about rebirth

Deep inside the stillness
My heart beats deep and slow
With purest love and clear intent
Awareness starts to grow

I wipe away the raindrops
So soft upon my skin
And look back on the months now passed
And see where I have been

And in this present moment
The stillness of the night
I sit with childlike wonder
As I breathe in the light.

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