Blossoming, Growing Into Our Full Nature — Lit room is glowing a majestic wash of yellow,
heaven’s sunrise awakening,
heating the morning dawn,
what splendor. I breathe in the freshness of the air,
filling my lungs,
feeling the briskness of the atmosphere,
hearing songbirds named accentors. The verdant rolling hills just
beyond shine like emeralds against
the empty…