Where do I find peace
6/6/2019
In the taste of tulsi on her lips
In the dreamlike synchronicities of
Dragonfly flight
In the warm raindrops
On this naked body
In the slow sleepiness of
An early morning walk
In a thousand gentle swaying
Little leaves
In the tingling
Raised feet after a full day
In a shared meal,
Eaten by hand,
Messy and slow
In moments lost for words,
The softness of presence,
Filling the space