Autumn wind blowing leaves,
Shaking, some falling to the ground.
Still warm sunshine.
I hear the song in the wind
I see the light dancing among the trees, bouncing off the still green leaves.
Tomorrow isn't possible.
Only this moment arises fully.
No past to worry about, no plan to make,
Presence, pain in the right knee.
Some thoughts arise and wrestle with health concepts and then awareness opens,
Over and over the dance returns to Truth!