I want this yellow peony to take me into it’s very heart.
I want this white lily fragrance to percolate through every fabric that makes me.
I want this sun behind the clouds to teach me to play hide and seek with myself.
I want this olive-wood chopping board to have imbibed the juices of all the hands that ever touched it.
I want Madeleine Peyroux to sing just for me.
I want my sweetheart to share this orange tea-pot of mint tea with me.
I want to completely and utterly submit myself to this moment that is the beginning and the end of everything.
I want this moment to unconditionally accept me into the universe that lies within.