Rich brown earth, newly ploughed. Turned and ready, it draws me with its fertile promise and vast expanse. It is expectant, awaiting the seed it will nurture and nourish. I want to throw myself down into its warm umber embrace. It is potent. I long to sink my roots, tap the energy I feel there. Ah, soon it will be Spring.
"All that you need is just to be silent and listen to existence." - Osho
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4 comments:
There is nothing like a newly-ploughed field and its promise, is there? The small, perfect pleasures. :-)
You are right Alice, small perfect pleasures. I love that. :-)
I'm so jealous of your weather, Susannah. :-)
I feel for you Paul...keep warm! :-)
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