I sit
taking up my own true stature
being present
to passing thoughts, feelings, emotions
watching them rise and fall
waves on a distant ocean
I am untouched by them.
Sitting here
doing nothing
sowing seeds of love
scattered into the ether
carried on the winds
to distant, unknown places
where they may find fertile soil
to rest and be nurtured.
Holding seeds of love
in my two hands
I let the winds take them
disperse them at will
sending them out into the world
without minding where they will land
or who they touch.
I have many more to sow
my supply is endless.
© 5 Oct 14
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