Here is a poem I wrote this morning:
~*~*~*~
As soon as I Rise
The fresh air fills my lungs.
As soon as I rise,
I am in nature.
As soon as I rise,
I am enlivened by
The early-morning energy Zen;
The peaceful awakening.
As soon as I rise,
The birds are chirping sweetly and
abundantly, in greeting.
The ingenuous drops of dew sit innocently
on the newly growing tomato plants.
As soon as I rise,
I feel comfortable in my skin.
A softness, gentle spaciousness, permeates my being.
As soon as I rise,
I feel peaceful.
I breathe in deeply,
Filling up my inner energy-body
with the
Sweet, supple nectar of the morning.
~*~*~*~
Heather, this is so beautiful! You perfectly captured the essence of a perfect waking. Unfortunately, I am all about my getting my coffee when I first wake up, but this gives me inspiration for alternatives, or at least, adjunct morning experiences. Thank you for reminding me of that! It shows how truly in tune with your natural processes you are.
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