Under The Shade of Your Love......

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

Louis Armstrong

A few days ago, I spent a Saturday afternoon taking a walk through a local arboretum.  It was a sunny day with a slight breeze that occasionally blew through my hair. 

As I walked,

I saw dragonflies darting about,

butterflies spreading their wings moving from flower to flower gathering nectar,

bees buzzed around zooming to and fro,

jumping from flower to flower

in what appeared to be a feeding frenzy amongst the yellow and orange petals.

The rhythm of the walk cleared my head of the weeks junk,

and

the steady pace of my walking and stopping and looking,

began to feel

like a

prayer of sorts.

The heaviness of the world around me,

people filled with pain and grief and sadness,

seemed to disappear for just a few minutes.

Silent uttering of my footsteps on the surface of soil as I walked along the secret pathway,

the smell of sacred incense

created over time

drifted amongst and around

all the things present,

providing a ritualistic anointing of sorts.

I walked, glanced at the sky,

and

finally I came upon a tall grandmother tree located on a hidden side of the pathway.

I stopped for awhile

and

sat under her.

My prayerful silence created a sanctuary of sorts,

and

I sat there

at  her feet

and

waited.

I glanced to the sky,

light fluttered in and through the canopy,

creating shadows of greens over my head,

I wondered who had sat there before and what they experienced

under the canopy of grace.

I leaned back,

pressed my feet to the floor

and

sat....

sat...

under the canopy of a tall green tree.

I sang a song of thanksgiving to the symphony of birds whose voices blended together,

and

watched and I waited

and

then

without rhyme or reason,

for just a short second or two,

I lost myself inside a sacred world,

covered

by

a canopy

of

nothing but  pure,

 unconditional,

LOVE.

Sacred air rejuvenated my tired spirit,

anointed by natures balm.

grace drifted in and among and around

and

I experienced it...Peace that is....

Peace...

It filled my soul

and

I sat for a few minutes longer

as

time stood still

for

I

was covered

by

the HER arms,

shaded

by Her her Love

and

offered the gift of Peace

for

which I am most grateful.

As you begin your weekend...

stand still for just a moment

breath in HOLY breath

for

You too

are covered

by

the Shade of Her Love.

blessings and hugs to all of you on this Friday night!

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