PEN DOWN OUT LOUD

  ‎I rise in quiet, spirit still, ‎And offer thanks with gentle will. ‎Curtains drawn, the light pours through, ‎A sacred start, each day is brand new. ‎ ‎The window opens, the breeze flows wide, ‎It touches my skin and sleepy eyes, ‎A soft hello from Earth and skies. ‎ ‎Outside, the trees in silence stand, ‎A gift of green from Heaven’s hand. ‎Their branches sway, their leaves all shine ‎A simple grace, a holy sign. ‎ ‎A smile appears, I softly say, ‎“What a gift, this life, this day.” ‎In nature’s arms, my soul takes flight ‎I walk in peace, I walk in light. - Gla Maiyo -

Silent night echoes, broad daylight echoes, where does she begin to look? She gives time a chance, loosens her wary heart, takes a quiet breath. And then, she hears it. An echo from within, yet distant as a fading call. She has been pursuing endlessly, not knowing it has always lingered beside her, soft, patient, waiting: the echo of affection. - Gla Maiyo