* to my muse, too *

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i look at you with bluest of eyes...

on my way to the lake i have the luxury of crossing a river. i stopped to look down at the even flow today. the sun very hot- the wind very cold. goodness... just my combination. magnificent shimmering on the water (some lovely arcturians beckoning to me...). the body is hot, the air you breathe in so refreshing, it perfectly describes the alignment of a straight spine. "precision"... one of my favourite words of the week... just like "quantum mechanics". i am imagining a lecture world tour, combining choreography+ words into "physics for you and me". and as soon as stress comes tip toeing along, wanting to discuss organisatory details, i smile at it, as i am no longer it' s contact person... and you know what- sometimes it just sits down beside me to smile with me. such a nice bloke if it can just relax.
crossed a huge field of daisies. what a wonderful idea it is to share a loving scent... makes breathing so much richer...
the golden babies at the lake have grown! adorable! sitting at the shore, as i was slipping into the 12d shield, two wildgees families came swimming by, with 6+6 little ones!! and just to test my delightability factor they came ashore- right next to me!- doing their stuff... grazing, dozing, grooming...what a wonderful gift...the elders have a way of spreading their awareness... with that precision of the fresh morning breeze, cleansed by the nightly rain... then one single sound comes through the air and all of them respond and move on.
and so did i.

i send you my loving
looking into your eyes
you know,
h.