Dusk, and the full moon rising.
Birdsong all around;
traffic in the distance
cicadas flexing their tymbals in between.
Breathing in the soft breeze, grass-scented and subtle.
Stillness, after a day of constant movement.
Open-hearted, I am suffused with peace, gratitude, awe, joy.
Perfectly content to breathe in this moment,
each second flowing seamlessly to the next:
Ready to put even these few words aside
and simply breathe it all
Drawing in; feeling fully; letting go.