Spaciousness

I feel the lazy summer days of youth,
Awakening to the potential of an unplanned day.
Rolling over and burying my face into the downy pillow,
Dozing and dreaming of delicious emptiness.
No one waiting for me to rise and engage.
No one handing me expectations,
My script  to follow.
“No where to go, Nothing to do, Nothing to think about!”
I recite the Mantra now,
Attempting to call back Spaciousness
Pushed away with the busyness of doing
The important work of adulthood.
Heart pleas to Mind,
Relax.  Unwind.  Let go.
Slow down and know
Spaciousness is always here
Waiting for you to find your breath
Whispering the wonder of simply being
Here, in this moment,
Where space and time expand infinitely.
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