Reflections on a humid summer afternoon

Meandering thoughts, alight like a butterfly in a garden of flowers

The soul talks
In quiet
Whispers


When the rustling quietens
Stillness soars
To light


Gods, guardians
Spirits, angels
All live in me


The past and the future
Balance on the fulcrum
Of now


A child laughing
Relishes the moment
Completely


Love and freedom
Are most treasured
When lost


We are equal
To the tests
That beset us


Finding purpose
To life
Is the Holy Grail


Magic surrounds us
Masked behind
Apparent logic