Stop for a moment and pause upon this scene—
Glade of trees and field of purple blossoms,
Sunrise rising above the hills, shadows shielding light
Creating a breeze if you can feel with heart.
If you can truly see, hold the beauty,
Absorb it into your deepest senses,
Then you can envision it in heat of day,
Bring it back in dark of storms at night.
Now you possess it, hold it forever
Within your mind and call it forth at will.
Imagination is powerful, essential
For healing and happiness.
Come with me now. I’ve spent hours
Walking into this scene, lying among flowers,
Cool dew upon skin, smelling fragrance drifting in air,
Breathing Into lungs and deep crevices of memory.