The Free Radical

On the day after a good rain,
the World smells like the day it was made;
the morning settles lightly like an old favourite shirt,
But my shirts never smelled this good!
In the deep ponderous quiet of the Forest inhaling,
a single rose petal can blow the doors of my heart
WIDE OPEN!

I’m getting in tune, in synch…
Doing a little dance with the Music which made me.
There is less and less between My Humanity
And my love for all that surrounds me
HERE.

I am Forest now,
And my message is simple and direct
from these many mouths:
WELCOME!

“Attune to that which you know to be true…
Eternally.”
Earth is my love…
NOW AND FOREVER!

Today, I ate my first Daisy;
It tasted exactly like… like…
INNOCENCE…
and
White Spiders.