Nov 8, 2009

Serenity Sunday

Every time you see a tree
or dream a cloud,
there is that in you of the tree
there is that in you of the cloud.

The saguaro dreams in drought
and endures. The cloud dreams
our woe --sneezes, cries.
The rain falls

Elaine Maria Upton

My List:

1.) My children

2.) My sweetie

3.) Pumpkin  Spice coffee creamer

4.) Chakra stones

5.) Bubble wrap

6.) Handmade tarot bags

7.) Learning new things

8.) Indoor herb gardens

9.) Leaves dancing in the wind

10.) Music


Rue said...

I love this - I was just thinking about this on my walk to day...breathing in all the air, trees, water, grass - holding it in me and breathing out myself into them. Ahh...

Sarah said...

Lovely poem! Thanks for sharing. ~ Sarah