I go out to join in
To reclaim the wilderness inside me
To become a moving landscape
To loosen the safe and virtual shackles of phone tv and home
This evening holds a peaceful hat which I wear with quiet joy
Not a breath not a rustle not a chirp
I close my eyes , not for the first I become no thing and every thing
The Next day I see the sun spread out her long beams , like bright sliver arrows.
The blue sky extends a silent happy prayer of gratitude
Which turns my lips to the sky.
Gladness seeps into the fabric of my bones.