I sit in my sister’s office, the sliding door open onto the sunlit porch.
Green grass so bathed in light it glows yellow.
Warmth & a refreshing air
Breathing in, a soft smile.
A long strand of webbing undulates to the calm breeze
The chance of catching it in a reflected light.
I feel life returning to me.
Like the tide.
Bringing me back to shore in a gentle kiss.
Like putting the plug in the right socket,
light coming back on.
Glimpsing, slowly sensing the beginning of a call.
The limb fallen asleep that finds blood rushing into it again.
Accepting. I do not know. I do not have the answers.
Finding space in this.
Thank you sunshine.
Thank you Spirit.
For your comforting presence.
For you teachings in mysterious ways.