These clouds in my eyes... I want to paint them
I want to swirl the brush and make them fluffy white. expectant
Spring is surely in the air!
the buds on flowers that inch upward from the ground with life. expectant
The whole of my existence contained in this moment
This moment full of the promise of future joy, the hope of love.
In this present experience, I am believing, for all that is true and real.
In my bosom lies the waiting birth of dreams and desires manifested in
Therefore, I am.... the clouds
the buds on flowers inching upward from the ground.
I am spring.
I am expectant
I am life.