w o r d s......
The Bloom Of Now
Sunlight warm on my face
Birdsong on the air
Smell of spring
Water painted many colors
Just taking a moment
Just to be
Just to breathe
The bloom of now
If only like Walden
I could sit here all day
And watch the day unfold
With nothing else, just the now
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© 2006 Julie Yamamoto, All rights reserved.