In Our Hearts

reading Robert Frost on a snowy afternoon

sitting in a flower field glancing at Andy Warhol's pictures in the sun

sketching in a favorite, rather destroyed sketchbook
outside, with a lovely breeze stroking my hair

eating chocolate covered Cherries in the summer heat, so the chocolate melts on my fingers and I have to let you lick it up

the fresh Crackle of bread from a streetside bakery in Spain
bending into that one Asana that frees me

feeling empowered and satisfied by Chakra meditation and self-love

knowing God has His plans, and I am loved by Him