Consider the possibility...
With each word, each touch, each act
Remains the stroke of your brush
Upon the artwork that is life...
A canvas which stretches beyond yourself,
Every fragrant, opening blossom
Springs from tender, vibrant petals... small.
Each powerful ocean deep,
Each gentle shower washing
Are but single, crystal drops nourishing.
Every fall field of harvest grain
Grows stalk upon stalk, a myriad of kernals tight.
Sweet, amber honey thick
Flows rich as nectar each bee sips.
Lush emerald expanse of summer's shade
Layers leaf upon cooling, sheltering leaf.
Do you see it now?
Can you hear it?
The symphony bold... of each note on the scale
In time... in place... melody, harmony build?
Unfolding step by discovering step.
Are you strolling?
Step by smallest step comes the dance.