A Rapturous Moment

I close my eyes
as the sun warms my body
from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

A gentle breeze lifts my hair from my neck
as if fingers were tousling through it.

A conversation chippers between insects and birds.
The buzz of bees provides a hypnotic rhythm.

Freshly cut grass and botanical aromas linger in the air.

I open my eyes;
my pen in hand casts a shadow on my paper
as I give voice to this physical experience.

I tilt my head back once again.

Even behind shuttered eyes, the radiance grows too powerful.
The beauty shifts from soft yellows to mid oranges then brilliant reds
like Autumn’s fallen leaves.

I listen and wait;
In the stillness I hear a small whisper.

I listen and wait;
feeling with all six senses.

I listen and wait.
I listen and wait.
I listen and wait.

Herein lies a rapturous moment.

-akw-

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