to remember that only what I have
is what I am able to share.
Smitten with the allure of
outside circumstances that provocatively
encompasses my forthright attention.
A myriad of distractions,
seemingly so neccessary,
arguably full of importance,
dazzlingly tantalizing.
Some times I am left literally
in an experience of being empty,
dizzy, or feeling lost.
There is a numbness that overtakes me,
I cannot explain or seem to stop.
Until
on a sunny walk,
in the silence of night,
amid a gust of wind,
catching a wave of singing birds,
or taking the capitulating scent of fresh flowers
I feel that familiar echo,
pointing me back,
inside
My inner state.
I rejoice in me.
I love me.
I am content.
Right now, All That Is.
The authentic gift
for me or for you
is rejoicing in love of contentment.
That I recognize love
inside,
is that I can live and share love with you.
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