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:: June days... ::

" She stared. Such beauty; and she there to see it.

Such beauty; and she alive to feel it.

Her face was bathed in light.

Lovely scents came up to the window and caressed her.

A tiny breeze gently lifted her hair.

Far out in the bay a cluster of almost motionless fishing boats

hovered like a flock of white birds on a tranquil sea.

How beautiful, how beautiful...

to have been allowed to see, breathe, feel this...


Poor ordinary, everyday word.

But what could one say, how could one describe it?

It was a though she could hardly stay inside herself,

it was as though she were too small to hold such joy,

it was as though she were washed with light.

And how astonishing to feel this sheer bliss."

{The Enchanted April}

Dear June,

you bestowed your brilliance

each and every day.

I walked, enchanted...

mesmerized by your


The play of light and shadow

color and softness

blossoms abundant.

Has there ever been a June

so lovely?

These thoughts I have

as I walk each morning,

savoring and appreciating

the warmth and witnessing

of the world waking.

What a gift...

how astonishing to feel this sheer bliss.

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