Here I am, under a tree with green leaves turning into gold,
My lower limbs down below the sparkling brook,
refreshingly cool with tiny fish circling and playing around my feet .
Contemplating on the
cyclical nature of life —
so nourishing,
enduring, sustaining,
inspiring, liberating,
transforming ...
I bow in gracious surrender -
to the One who sustains
me through all the seasons
of life.
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