Ojai Morning Sky
Was that my imagination? Was that the sweet fragrance of orange blossomsin the air?
Or was that all in my mind? My joy goes unrestricted as it makes no difference
to the is indivisible reality. Either way is always the way.
My world is a garden of love within me.
What I see is what I be -
my veritable singularity unfolding as a wonderland
of beauty all around me.
Living here as the tenderness of an unending
bounty of this sublime sensuality of Life
Feeling it all, sense alive to this Living beauty of God