Sometimes… 

The dance is always within us

Sometimes we forget the rhythm 

The song is always within us

Sometimes we forget the lyrics

The story is always within us us

Sometimes we forget the words

The answers are all within us

Sometimes we forget the questions

Everything that we need, is there

It’s just that we forget…. 

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March!!

I was all ready for my morning walk. Sneakers and ankle-weights in place, a light jacket and the early morning hour.

  
 As I took in a deep breath, fragrance from a million blooming flowers assailed my senses. The Grapefruit tree was in sudden bloom. Against my wishes, I found myself standing under it, then I sat down, then I went and made myself a cup of tea and brought it out to relish it under this stunning tree. Every moment imprinted itself into my bloodstream it seemed….
   
 
Its a morning that I’ll never forget…The simple joy of being alive in the month of March!