Hammock Healing

The backyard becomes my sanctuary

when I feel like I don’t belong anywhere.

Early in the morning,

I hear the insects buried deep inside the flower blossoms

and see the birds nipping at the fresh water I put out for them.

Words are not needed.

Just a fresh breeze of air on my skin –

like a gentle hug from Mother Nature.

That is all that is spoken.

The pines above provide shade

in the summer heat – like a church dome

protecting its visitor.

Here I return several times throughout my day.

And each time the sunlight

illuminates my sanctuary in diverse angles

with different colors and reflections.

I feel peace, here in nature.

Until fireflies and circling bats

bid me “good night”.

Sacred, healing, peace for my soul:

“I belong after all!”

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