I put my bare feet to the cold floor as I unfolded out of bed this morning, first filled with angst at having to be the one to wake the day when so many others remained wrapped in the warmth of their beds. Then I sat snuggled in a fluffy robe and slippers on my porch, sipping my coffee in the tranquil, almost hypnotic silence and just breathed.
The experience was overwhelming: I breathed in the smell of Georgia pines and earth, I tasted the cold crisp air as it set fire beneath my breast only to have the rich warm aroma of my cup satisfy the momentary chill. I sat surrounded by the beauty that can be observed only between those precious moments where teh darkness surrenders to the light creating a masterpiece that could only be painted by the hand of God. I listened to the chattering of the leaves, passing our secrets from one swaying limb to the next like a game of grapevine. I wondered for a moment if the secrets would make it to the other end intact or if it would fall suit to the childhood game, the story growing more grand with each degree of seperation. A faint breeze swirled and choreographed a dance of fantasy and magic along the frost covered ground. It looked like sequined costumes glittering under the multicolored sky. I whispered, my breath transforming to mist with each barely spoken word, "Good morning, Morning."
I awoke to tranquility, peace, love, joy, and serenity today. I feel as though my Christmas came one day early and I wish everyone their own little piece today, and every day to follow.
Merry Christmas to All!
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