by virtue of being grateful, we're blessed beyond calculation

 

 

gazing at the centers of flowers at dawn, 

recognizing the time to sleep--with a delicious yawn--

floating on a watery reverie

 

realizing there's practically

nothing to do---to get all people praising

another grand beauty of a may day 

 

what we choose to do with the time, the space, the fluidity--

will literally make or break

the blessed reverie

 

the goodness of simply breathing-- becoming braver--

 benefiting all beings by both: the simplicity and depth of nature singing--

 delighting in her dancing