Everything is an expression of the heavens…

Everything is an expression of the heavens…
The ingredients of all life…
Like whisks of golden pastries…
Like homemade chicken pie.

She is in the very center of me…
Rippling ever so gently with the wind…
Shoving aside the earth and reaching for the sky…
Taking me far away from the confused clatter.

She whispers, “There is no enemy near…”
There are no enemies lurking in every tree…
She returns me to the simple, loving heart of my puppyhood…
Giving me a bolt of life.

You are with me, of course…
Together, covered with a blanket of fireflies…
Yes, in every way a miracle…
A place where we don’t need to wait for an answer.

Now, as free as a sunbeam…
With bright eager eyes…
With all life’s simple joys…
This is more than a curious dream.

I love you,

Annie