Gaian Divine

tactile:

ocean breeze cleansing soul
wet clay, oozing through fingers
sandy toes wiggling in wave foam
effleurage petrissage
giving facial massage
cashmere yarn
silk velvet

oral:
pink lady apples
garden picked peaches
fresh made lemonade
parantha bread
personal culinary experiments
spring water cupped to drink
licking an ice cream cone
cognac

occular:
lighted night sky
river movement
butterfly dragonfly tag
wind mussing globe willow's tresses
lover's grin
Rod McKuen's poem,
"When I Was Nine"

aural:
hawk song  
wind chimes
beaver's burping
children's giggles
friend's merriment
migrating cranes
happy dog yips
thunder
creaky redwoods sway
church bells

olfactoring:
heirloom rosebushes
lavender fields
bearded irises
russian olive blossoms
towel dried babies
rain soaked desert
herbal soup simmering
old grove forests
ocean tang



life is good. it's good to be us.
spirit of divine ever present