Balm for the Soul

Mornings like this I wake up and as I dissolve into the light of the morning sun I wonder what I could ever done to deserve such ecstatic participation in the great communion of life here. The feeling of warm sun on bare skin after a long winter is balm for the soul:…..salve at ion.s dance with the here & now of circum.stance ::::: standing around the circle looking in, and saying “ yes, I am the Point” 
And
The Line
The Arc of the Angles that bleed into Mind
As the Prizm splits
The rotting rind
To make way for the Seeds
If ‘I and Thine’

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