This morning I woke up feeling a bit heavy headed. But then I stepped out onto the balcony and the fresh air distilled by the summer rain broke through all the heaviness. I made myself tea and grabbed my stuff for my quiet time.
Wrote this one then:
"I want to sit under a cool dripping fern in a light rain, feel the cloud brush against my face, see a mountain peek from between passing mists. Listen to a running brook and hear a glistening tree shift gently in the wind. I want to come away with You, somewhere new, somewhere deep."
It is a beautiful morning. Though I love summer a lot, it is a nice change today.