Being Present in my life comes with the first breathe.
A flutter of wind and a brush of light…
A new day and new sparkle off the Lake.
Given a moment of quiet to myself..no one speaks no one listens….
Sitting and breathing and being myself.
Nothing is wanted…no problems to solve..no where to be…
I like the gold in the unknown moment of a brand new day..there is magic in this..thank you and bless you.