That place is right in front of you among the plain and mundane.
It lies in the ritual of normal.
Gazing up, your wonder sparkled by the sun
just caught the glimpse of a hawk in flight.
Its shadow races over your being.
It begs out for your praise, silently.
To behold such magic, we can achieve enlightenment
and the very reason we live.
We pull an orange from the tree for the first time and
know the sweetness of the citrus air.
The salt moves in slightly on your nose.
And you taste the embrace of the sea from afar.
I'm guessing not many miles from here, the blue
Calling out her majesty, the moon looms high in the sky.
this is the joy of beginning.
This is time standing still.
There is nothing else.
From the beginning was where MAGIC was birthed
dedicated to my sister-friend Carissa Paige. I love you with all my being. Watching hawks. Witnessing the marsh. Bamboo. Heidi. DJ and beer tears. You are my fairy. Showing me the magic. This is just the beginning.
Eat from the Juicy Orange Trees - original