She followed the circled path in the Healing Garden as it was so called Her desire for silence to let go of fears she noticed it was walled
The bougainvillea spilled over with its deep pink blossoms A sight for tired eyes Fragrant jasmine intertwined with tree foliage as if dropping from the skies
Resting on the white bench She drew peaceful energy from the surroundings Her need for serenity almost complete and no longer compounding
The stillness of the moment Brought clarity to jumbled thoughts Her journey now obstacle free Meditation and solidarity Simple solutions for troubled minds and no more need to flee
i liked the image of drawing peaceful energy, a very zen moment from your poetry Christine, indeed words for deep healing
I love those moments when I find them Gin 🙂💕