The sun is still behind the clouds yet I rise from bed to walk to Havan Pond to meditate.
The Lily Pad
I am intoxicated by the aroma of its bold yellow bud as I sit upon the lily pad.
No larger than a ladybug, I stretch out upon this green buoyant, lustrious pad.
The bright yellow bud in the center is awaiting time, sun and g-d for it to bloom.
While getting ready to meditate upon “my pad” I carefully sit so I do not slide upon its sleek surface.
I can hear the ripples beneath me as I lie down and gaze upon the turquoise to translucent sky.
I inhale
I am still floating in the shadow of this yellow flower. (yoga breath for 10 seconds)
I give thanks for this brief moment of serenity.
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