This morning words flowed like silk... <br />Fully present to the moment, <br />closed eyes became one. <br /> <br />Like the red grape vine at our centre, <br />we absorbed colour <br />like a sponge. <br /> <br />Then, weightless, <br />the softest release of breath <br />became a carpet of grace.<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-relaxation/
