Original Posting At http://thenakedalien.blogspot.com/2018/07/there-is-balm-in-gilead.html
I feel the sun massaging my shoulders and loosening old stiff joints.
I inhale the pleasantly pungent aroma of Earl Grey and waft with it.
I hear leaves murmuring to the breeze and bees whispering their prayers.
I watch entranced as fair-haired flowers dance to the music of the wind.
I feel the tickle of life brushing against, and walking upon, my skin.
On holy ground,
And know healing.
(photography by tiwago)