The storms have passed
and now I venture
into the quiet,
the peace of introspection,
the union of mind, body, and spirit.
Thoughts turn inward,
slowing to fragmented perception.
The trees sway in the wind,
their leaves falling to the deep song of the backyard chime.
Inhaling the scents of rain and pungent earth,
becoming one with my surroundings,
my own awakening happening with every single breath.
The View from Here 