I found

it,

there this morning:

my is-ness.

It was there,

in the quiet

so loud,

it thrummed 

my ears.

It was there,

in the 

air, so thick

and lush,

it stuck in

my throat.

It was there,

in the

happy wiggle butss

of my dogs,

the satisfying

crunch

of my shoes on the

stoned ground.

It was there,

in the

mountain top 

views

for days.

It was there,

in the random

stranger chatter,

floating up

the path.

It was there,

in every ripple

of water

on the dam,

and as I turned

to face its wonder,

I realised that

it was in fact

always with me,

I had brought

it to this 

magical place,

and that all

I really needed

to do, was be.

~Lu

P.s. Cheeky copyright © notice… The word is-ness is currently on loan to me, from a friend.  It is not my making or brainchild, yet I am totally enamoured with it, as our play continues to be most fun.