I go to my Garden
where I sit down at the Feet
of Mother Nature
She smiles at me
with the fragrance
of all flowers combined
I see Beauty in her Eyes
Her voice is Silence
Her heartbeat is Peace
the rhythm of Her breathing
is my Moment wherein
I'm free
With ageless Wisdom
She speaks to me
Time is a Circle
at its Center I have my Being
With a soft whisper She says
"Just Be"

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