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