Red Cowboy Boots

Guardian of the Veil - Martina Hoffmann

This could be 

the most joyous day 

of my life,

if I let it be.

I stare into my own eyes, 

unafraid of the beauty 

reflected back. 

Joy in the mundane,

who knew lip gloss 

and red cowboy boots

could bring so much delight,

strolling through town

soft sun shining,

modest wind on my cheek.

Joy in nourishment,

sundays in the kitchen,

fermentation experiments

food alchemy fork by fork.

Joy in mystery,

in my mysterious head

every word has three meanings

every sentence unravels humanity

& paragraphs unlock chakras.

Joy in slow motion,

I lay on my back

slowly rolling over each vertebrae, 

gently, one at a time.

I feel so present,

so alive -

so close to the Earth 

i can smell her,

wet dirt and sweet geranium.