sparkle river

she walked in on a cloud
floating,
chanting
spinning around.
The sunshine streamed in behind her.
Following her
sustaining her
replenishing her spirit.
It was those small moments of breath and total oneness that made glitter happen.
That magic sparkle that is so attractive, especially to children.
It is the form of magic.
our visual representation
clarity
purity
indescribable beauty.
That is the feeling I'm going for.
So there are tiny moments of it.
PERFECT, PURE, JOY
Then they subside
are interrupted by the phone or a car driving by or a mosquito.
but they occur none the less.
like the shooting star that catches us by surprise
and reminds of of magic
Let us remember how to live in the glitter
for it is showering us
all the time
if only we could open our eyes and see it,
our hearts and feel it
our souls and own it.
take a dip in the river and watch your skin sparkle in the sun
it is so worth it
even if the river feels cold at first
...
just jump in
your heart won't stop but you may have to catch your breath!