Yellow & Breathe Deeply

 

I had the chance to sit on my garden bench recently and enjoy the pretty day. It really is so good for my spirit! Here are some of my musings:

 

Yellow

Not all the beginning of winter is gloom.

The fig leaves are a bright yellow 
especially when the sun puts lip gloss on them.

And they are happy in their color change

for now they have a chance to float on air

like the yellow butterflies in my garden;
the ones they have been watching in envy.

Since my home has yellow siding to contrast its bricks

and the yellow sun in the cloudless sky

tosses yellow beams of happiness

which collect on the ground all around me,

...if I had the power to name today...

" Yellow "  it would be.

 

Breathe Deeply

Breathe deeply...sometimes I have to remind myself.

Just like I have to remind myself to rest my pen

or set the laptop aside

to let my eyes soak in my surrounds like my lungs tug in the air.

 

I don't want to miss the butterflies flit

or the way the grass does lyrical hip hop in the breeze.

Some leaves still cherish their tree and sing their finale song

- shall I not pause to listen and give ovation?

I've let my body grow too stiff,

so I'll stand and 'branch out' with the tree - it's a good teacher.

My trees purge what they no longer need.

I must do the same!

I don't sit out here near enough.

Lord, it's you that meets with me here on my garden bench;

refreshing and strengthening me.

I taste the bread and sip the juice

while you fill our garden with healing angels.

...And I do feel better.