I enjoy my patio; my peaceful place
A breeze caresses the wind chimes; tinkling faery bells begin the melodic tunes
Neighboring homes soon join in; songs of shells and deep basso bamboo
Takes me to a spiritual realm, my meditative state is vital to my life
My senses become heightened; I clearly smell the tobacco from my grandfather’s pipe
Legends say these bells call upon our ancestors; I am proof that it is true
Benevolent spirits guide us from the other side, encouraging relaxation
Opening up to an inner peace where all things small produce the most upbeat feelings
A healing journey that inspires me; deep appreciation for things once taken for granted
Thankful for every single moment I chant OM.
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
Poet, writer, & editor, writing to uplift humanity. A Spiritual person who practices Reiki and finds inspiration in nature.
Mother of four, grandmother of two, British American dual citizen living in the States
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