The morning sun- lights the grass circle

An unplanned miracle

As I sit with tea and just be

Taking in what happens.

Like the four male deer spashing their way

Down the middle of the river-

Healthy and wet ( x rated)

They parade before me.

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Everthing wants us to wake up

On a hike, yesterday, with John

Lightning stuck a scree field

Just off to the side of where we stood.

FLASH and BOOOOOMMMMM…sending

Loud rocks of scree tumbled down

A cloud of dust where it hit the earth.

It made me so happy

To be this awake..

Everything in conspiring now….

Don’t you feel it?