May 2nd
Peace finds me
Alone and looking out the bay window overlooking my backyard.
A silent, solitary moment looking through the foliage of the magnolia tree. At the seemingly painted striping of the freshly cut grass.
But I am only alone physically, for now spiritually, and emotionally, you are always present.
While a long time in coming, your admittance of the night prior sweetly shades my view a French rose hue.
This newly found peace surrounds and coddles me like the warmth of a gentle hug. The tickle of a butterfly kiss. The calling of my name in passion.
This calm assures me that life is good and a thing of true beauty. All I need do is look through your eyes to recognize everything I overlooked unintentionally.
Perhaps that is key in retrospect, the ability to view through the eyes and souls of others. To be willing to remain True to oneself. While still holding on to belief with both hands.
I can not be sure or concerned at this moment of contentment. This feeling of your presence is strong beside me. The memory of your words still pressed softly against my ear.
All I am currently capable of is unyielding gratefulness.
The beauty that channels my eyes and heart this instant.
As I surrender to the peace that engulfs me.
