Sensing life..

I know the smell of happiness.
It smells of coffee, fresh made bread, and tea.
I know the sound of joy,
It sounds like baby song, leaves tinkling in trees
and the laughter of those I love
I see the colors of Love…
seething deep reds, strong blues,
and the slanting rainbow hues
I feel the touch of caring,
feeling velvety soft, crisp cool, yet warm
light and feathery gentle.
I hear the song of kindness
wistful, soulful, lilting soothing hymn.
I know the dreams within and out again
flowing, growing bright to dim.
Melting solitude, on my journey…
spiraling out to simply being me.

~Maura’s Musings