Building

This morning I stepped out. Barefoot. Onto grass still wet from the morning dew.

There was a chill in the air. And with it came the promise of a change.

Not limited to the seasons. A change within.

A promise to start fresh.

New.

I took a deep breath in. Medicine to the soul.

Therapeutic release.

A calm surrounding.

A calm within.

And in this moment I am reminded of the beauty around.

Possibilities.

The birds sing.

I think they, too, are aware.

And they encourage me to follow their lead and sing along.