(English version)
As spring sings in bird’s tunes, a gentle warm breeze touches my face, whispering not in words but in sense. It tells me about the places it has passed by on its way here and though it feels heavenly on my heart and skin, it cannot stay. Its nature is fluid, a constant ebb and flow that rises and dissipates as needed.
It stays nowhere and reaches everywhere. And yet, it leaves a kiss so tender, a touch of lightness that seeps in through my pores and has my cells dancing, swirling in its joyful invitation to play.
Oh, but wait! The breeze is endless in this now moment of bliss! It goes and brings more on its wake.
And I breathe it in. Pure surrender as I lie back, arms wide open, legs relaxed on the soft grass that holds me kindly, the scent of the earth filling my taste buds with the wonder of life. My gaze fills with the blueness of the sky, letting the clouds glide by in their shapeshifting art, contemplating the richness of this entire landscape.
Nothing to add. Nothing to fix. Nothing to eventually control. Ah yes! There has never been anything missing! Ever.
A sweet and absolute allowing in the stillness of my breath. Each breath like the gentle warm breeze. A constant ebb and flow. Ripples of knowingness expanding into the fabric of existence. Endless possibilities. Wholeness embodied in each particle.
And so sings my song. My gentle warm breeze.
Ahyeen.
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