I walked along a path this morning, where the willows meet the lumbering pine. And, through which I found the efficacy of peace entrusted to the care of a dragonfly’s wings.

There was nowhere to go, yet still so much to be revealed. As the illusions of world yielded to the refuge of awakening.

Within the muffled steps of forest path, silence urged – wrapping herself, around and through. “Sweet child – what’s the rush?”

Though, this path may challenge – it likewise encourages. In the end, our hearts just as full of life as our eyes, with tears.

In peace, my loves ~

Namaste ❤