A week ago I had the opportunity to take time off from work and go on a personal retreat. This was something I have contemplated doing for several years but had just not moved towards actually making it happen. Finally, I listened. The outcome was perfect. Each day spoke to me in so many wonderful and enriching ways. For now, here is a short poem that came to me one morning as I stood by the little water falls of the creek that flowed down the edge of the scenic "sanctuary" in the breathtaking blue ridge mountains.
Good Morning Creek
Flowing free
Laughing, dancing
Oh, to be
A drop of water
One with you
Joyful,
In your heaven.
Giving thanks for the blessing of these days...
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