It’s so close. I can feel it in my heart and in my soul.
It’s so close. I can smell it like a baking cinnamon roll.
It’s so close. I can touch it with my outstretched fingertips.
It’s so close. I can taste it like hot coffee in my “sips.”
It’s so close. I can hear it walking up to my front door.
I won’t lose hope. It’s almost here. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four.
It’s so close. I can see it in the dark of a new moon.
It’s so close. I can sense it and believe it will be here soon.
It’s so close. I can touch it with my outstretched fingertips.
It’s so close. I can taste it like the chapstick on my lips.
It’s so close. I can feel it…. all the waiting, almost done.
I won’t lose hope. It is almost time. Six, five, four, three, two, one.
-Lisa Murphy Taylor, © 2024
So Close
Nataša Spasić Photography
There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.
Make a wish on a chirping bird as its presence is conveyed.
Take the time to make your wishes before they choose to fly away.
Wishes here. Wishes there. An abundant world this spring day.
There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.
Make a wish on a summer flower as its beauty is displayed.
Take the time to make your wishes. Thank the petals for their grace.
Wishes here. Wishes there. An abundant world to embrace.
There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.
Make a wish on a falling leaf as the trees release their shade.
Take the time to make your wishes before they land upon the ground.
Wishes here. Wishes there. An abundant world all around.
There’s abundance in this season, so many wishes to be made.
Make a wish on the winter skies as the light begins to fade.
Take the time to make your wishes. You don’t need a shooting star.
Wishes here. Wishes there. An abundant world where you are.
Lisa Murphy Taylor, © 2024
Abundant World
Nataša Spasić Photography
Amber Ashber Photography
Janice Tan Photography
Karen Erdman Photography
I bless my body and my soul. I bless my joy. I bless my pain.
I bless my friends and enemies. I bless my loss. I bless my gain.
I bless my water and my food. I bless my lungs. I bless my air.
I bless my mood of apathy. I bless my heart. I bless my care.
I bless the medicine I take. I bless my sick. I bless my well.
I bless my crazy and my sane. I bless my heaven and my hell.
I bless the conscious and unconscious of all I manifest.
As I learn to align with Love, I bless my worst. I bless my best.
I bless the journeys that I walk. I bless my sky. I bless my ground.
I bless my darkness and my light. I bless my lost. I bless my found.
I bless emotions that I feel. I bless my thoughts. I bless my mind.
I bless my good and my mistakes. I bless my sight. I bless my blind.
I bless beliefs that I believe. I bless my fear. I bless my brave.
I bless the love I chose not to give and the love I freely gave.
I bless the conscious and unconscious of all I manifest.
As I learn to align with Love, I bless my worst. I bless my best.
-Lisa Murphy Taylor, © 2023
I Bless (Love)
Karen Erdman Photography
