The Gift

I took one step, and I was in another world
It was my usual walk, the same route
The same sights and sounds
The same thoughts, feelings, preoccupations
And now all was changed
Subtle but there could be no mistake
That one step changed everything
There was a hush in my world
A sense of stillness and peace
It was a benediction.

I continued my walk
The bird songs, the flowers, the trees
All were the same yet different
A squirrel darted in front of a car
I knew he would be safe
There is no death in this world.

My agitated mind at peace
There had been expectancy
Mysteriously it came
It was a gift
It has no name
Thank you, Spirit.

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