A bush full of roses blossoming beautifully.
Didn’t have to lift a finger my job is in observing.
I serve by learning and practicing.
The art of being was fashioned for me
Why would I use it carelessly?
A bevy of swans gliding gracefully
over a beautiful sunset saturated pond.
What a sight to see.
This moment was curated just for me.
I feel the setting sun kissing my body.
The warm breeze blows it back at me.
Rustling the trees until they’re whispering behind me.
So comforting, to know I’m home.
This space was created for me,
I dub thee my sanctuary.
Close my eyes to face the sun,
Let it rise and try me on for size.
I soak in the sunrays,
I rest here endlessly, taking in Infinity,
while I go about my day come what may.
Everything is working for me.
My best is my destiny.
I accept the lessons, the joy, the good things
my daily bread and dose of inspiration for the day.