My eyes are opened and enriched; drawn toward and in as my gaze lands softly upon your face.
My ears are gently opened by the symphony outside my apartment window:
The rhythmic clop-clop-clop as the horses hooves hit the cobblestone keyboard,
The percussion of the whir of the traffic and the beeping of a truck in reverse
Combine with the gentle gongs of the church steeples bells.
My taste buds are awakened through the slow and warming sip of brewed morning coffee,
My heart is captivated by the stillness and solitude of the cemetery,
The grace and elegance of history sculpted into forms that touch my deep longing,
Stir my soul and awaken me into becoming.
My love of community and journeying with fellow pilgrims is being gently unwrapped each day,
From the deep inner recesses of my heart and soul