Being

Sitting in my car thinking Trying to stop thinking and start being I notice the pitter pat of rain drops The fallen leaves splattered upon my window I can breathe and I feel it Not fully, but I'm aware of it How easily we take a simple act of inhaling and exhaling for granted That natural rhythm, gift that God has given Breathe easy, breathe fully, feel everything, see all, even with my mind eye... Be present and grateful for my being For life I am a God walking on land