close eyes, clear mind.  bow head........remain softly awake.
today i feel no bounty of joy nor do i feel lost. encased in this superior cocoon of exhaustion.
thinking of the butterfly.  flits and flies from here to there, so pretty in the light...........i fly slowly, land longer.......still have this fluttering in my heart for life.
even with the space oddysey inside.  all that lovely drifty fog.  flit ........float.  it's alright ......it's alright, i promise. 
fresh food now appearing in the oven for the next several hours.  simple things, chicken.......potato, carrot, onion.  broth, pepper.........so glad it's in.  kitties are happily fed..........bocelli is serenading this home and all within.
the bed remains unmade, but we don't mind, rio loves tunneling through the pretty sheets.  got the mattress pad on........ a lovely red blanket for warmth.
bocelli is softly whistling..........it floats somehow............the storm is coming,  feel the pressure.  sideways traveler bird. 
i used to sing in italian and german when i was a little girl.  i remember none of the language now, but the feeling of the sounds, the soaring notes fill the soul.  it is the sound of love from above.....rich satisfying love.  the heart can twirl - elegantly spin inside the beauty of this music..............................
awake deep into the night these last few days......sleeping through the day.  let's see.......dentist monday.  ok, it's all ok.  3 pm ............pray now for ability to go. 
it's so strange, this pain ...........strange and familiar.  who would i be without it?  who would i be?
sparrow