Inside the Japanese tea house,
I listen to water slip over rocks; I am refreshed by the coolness of morning breezes rushing through the open windows.
Birds tweet high above on the delicate tree branches.
I snuggle into the familiar comfort of the sameness of my days.
Sunlight glints off dragonfly wings,
pine branches point God-ward towards the endless blue canopy above the tea house.
Yellow wings of butterflies flutter in the sunlight and alight on the edge of the red window sill, then flutter away like delicate lace in the early morning breezes.
Allowing myself to breathe my own breath.
Copyright 2019, Jenny W. Andrews
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