With All of My Senses

When I get quiet and tap into the well of peace,

everything is as it should be —

Blossoming

with a fragrance so divine that it takes my breath away.

Every fiber of my being knows that I am home — always, forever

Remembrance

And when the forgetfulness of the mind gets caught up

in mundane things —

Where are the car keys? Did I fold the laundry?

Catching my breath —

Gotta run, see ya later— be right back —

that’s divine, too, even with the distractions of my thinking box —

When the heavens blow kisses

and sprinkle stardust on me,

I drink in the scent of rose petals, moss, and dew drops

and become new again,

Feeling the softness of my skin and the deliciousness of my breath —

How can I not be whole?

Who taught me that I am broken like shattered glass?

Underneath the noise is my longing, my prayer

the cosmic giggles,

I dance with the trees, the wind, and the waters

I am the galaxy