Resting comfortably, I allow myself now to become calm and steady…
As I begin to slow down and my mind begins to relax, I imagine my mind to be like a beautiful lake…
The waters of my lake are so clear…
And within, I begin to remember things from times long ago…
Days long forgotten…
But in my growing stillness…
Re-awakened…
Remembering the currents that pushed me forward…
The winds that blew me along my pathway that led me down through all the valleys and over all the mountain tops…
And so to this place and time, where the sun shines brightly and warms me…
Where leaves fall all around…
Resting now, a sweet quietness overcomes my heart…
And my soul finds an acceptable place and time in this Heaven…
Copyright Tony Cranston April 7th 2012
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