Can the color green be so green?
Can the smiles of children be any bigger?
Bubbles fly into the air, unabashed with joy in each and every one of them.
Barefeet and open shoulders.
Let the sun kiss you and the sand run through your hands.
It won't last. It never does.
The smell of lilacs make me drunk.
As I kneel and dig in the dirt, after work.
My hands stretching and building muscles after a dormant winter.
My hot tea tastes like liquid gold,
in the cool mornings and at night.
Get in early to leave early-
happy hour calls your name.
Friends and family, laughter and firepits.
Cake and ice cream.
A big birthday month, my own in fact.
Find time to expand, yet it is imperative to contract.
Find time for inward reflection on all the good, the sun, the flowers and blooms.
Things grow. Life is infused with joy beyond joy.
It's not summer quite yet, but it's warming up to be.
Sleep naked, sleep in. Rest and relax.
Open your heart.