Being here.

In the middle of a field

Of white wildflowers

I stood.

 

Green was

In every direction.

Then, there was me.

 

In life, so much fights

for my attention.

Here, none of that feels important.

 

The bird songs calm me.

They slow me.

So I can be.

 

Being here,

In the moment,

Living in the world,

I’ve been given,

This

is

Important.

 

 

when i am weak.

When I feel weak,

I come to

your arms,

And lean in,

To your strength.

In that place,

With your arms around me,

I am safe,

Forever.

I am loved

Forever.