Let things just be

One stone,

one stone above it,

one stone next to it.

Meet.
Naturally,

comfortably.

Under the white sky.

Trees, green leaves, cool shade, moist soil, green stones
 breathing deeply and calmly.

Try to feel the breathing.

Trees become trees, 

soil becomes soil,

stones become stones and  

shade becomes shade. 

    Eyes, nose, mouth, ears, shoulders, hands . . .

Body becomes body,

breathing becomes breathing,

feelings become feelings.  

 An earnest mind.

It reaches

to me,
to us.