You Are, and I Am

" You Are, and I Am"


You are the river, the brook, and meandering streams rushing to the rhythm of my heartbeat.

You are the strength of a sycamore; branches low and high swaying to the music in my mind.
Leaves dance to soft breezes; meditative moments sending healing notes.

You are the mountainous rocks, stones, and gems of all Ancients reminding me of my purpose.

You are the sky's smile on my face; days rising and lowing on horizons with painted colors
of a dewy-silver-blue dawn, white-yellow noon, and lavender with pink streaks of early evenings.

You are midnight's sister-moon-glow gifting clarity and caressing my soul with agape love.

You are the raptor soaring as you carry me on to high places, a chickadee singing love songs,
the loon lamenting my loves lost, and the hummingbird writing tiny love messages in the air;
here, there, and everywhere. You are bees and dragonflies that flit and flutter truth.

You are powerful as the buffalo, swift as the antelope and graceful like the deer, beautiful as the tiger,
and majestic as the lion. You, the turtle, remind me I'm home where I belong.

You are the poetic chatter between crickets, tree frogs, whippoorwills, and seasonal sprites.

You are the breath of Universe upon soft and mighty winds refreshing and energizing my spirit.

You are Earth's inner core and grounding, setting my feet on righteous paths, and speaking
understanding through quiet noise of meditation and enlightenment.

You are the artistic creations of my spiritual endeavors that matter in peace;
a sense of humanity and tranquility toward all kind.

You are the fields of dew-covered clover, a myriad of marigolds, swaying sunflowers,
and white dainty daisies decorating my songs.

You are the artist painting my portrait set to a symphony describing all who I am;
a melody brushed with colored notes, and finished in a crescendo of accomplishments.

To all this, I give thanks.
You are, and I am.





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