Mindfulness

Lost in consciousness, sublimely aware of the dust motes that saccade my sight, as they tenderly frolic amongst the remnant of sunlight that streams through my window pane. Gentle the whispers of the wind that kiss the glass; how distinct the cawing of the raven perched upon the window's edge. How crisp the turbid air, with its frosty demeanour, clasping my hands in an icy grip. What thick musk provokes my senses, creating a palpable taste upon my palate. Within such deep consciousness, I shall allow my whole self to wager intrepidly into the sensual storm of creation's intricacy and intimacy. That I may recall with reverence that we were once one. 12.10.2021