Poem

When I fall pray of the needs

and wants.

When I look inside for answers. I tend to find the precious Space - the precious Being I AM.

I look inside to find the answers but there are no answers.

There is just The Being. The Essence, The Grace, The Gratitude.

The Oneness.

It is that cherry blossom

Waiting delicately to open

Up. To Flower and Bloom.

To connect to the gentle presence of what is.

The scent of Roses, Love and Harmony. The space in between where everything is possible. And Loving. And Caring.

Where all is love.

There are no assumptions of what should or hows or wants or needs.

Only Love and Acceptance.

Expansion of Love & Joy

In its purest sense