Ilta keväisessä puutarhassa on mindfulnessia parhaimmillaan.

It was a sunny bright evening, an evening so calm,
The kind of evening that was inviting me with an outstretched arm.
So I decided to spend an hour doing almost nothing,
Sitting and enjoying the best of what nature could bring.

Getting up from my chair, I thought I'd take a stride
Then there was a bumble bee that suddenly came by my side.
There was a kind of music as the bee flapped its wing,
Music so perfect that no one could ever sing.

Walking little further, I spotted a butterfly
Which was hovering over the flowers and then soaring high
And I came to the conclusion as I was on my knees,
Not the richest of queens was dressed like one of these.
My evening hour in the garden was very well spent
And now I know what beauty and music really meant.
© Pearlyn

Toukokuu on puutarhurin työssä kiireistä aikaa, valmistautumista kesään ja moniin juhliin. Kevät on ollut kaunis ja lämmin ilman hallaöitä, rukous pienestä sateestakin on kuultu. Kaikki kasvaa kohisten. On aika nauttia.