Is This My Invitation?

I don't know what my life is all about -

So I get stuck in my head

Trying to figure the mysteries I live -

In wandering thoughts I lose sight of today:

I miss sunshine's warmth, the glistening dew,

Morning's fresh glow and 

The wonder of each moment.

Getting lost in my head I cannot hear

The chorus of nature - the whisper of peace.

Is this an invitation to lay to rest

Big, un-earthly questions?

To be still and sit before the busy bees, working ants

And bullfrog's rhythmic tempo?

Is this my invitation to gratitude,

To feel the Breath of life

Inspire, and respire

The sluggish spirit in me?

To receive this Breath - this intimate infusion,

This communing of my flesh-embodied spirit

With the Heavenly, Gracious,

Soul-stirring, Life-Breathing, Divine 

Spirit?

The wind blows and reminds me once again

That this power and force is only seen or known

In feeling, movement, 

Impact and effects.

I am moved, Breathed-upon,

Invited to feel and be known,

To receive and revive:

Enter the moment unhindered

Un-distracted

And enter the peace

That comes from breath,

Wind, and communion with the Divine.

Big questions will sit - floating in my cluttered mind -

Remaining as brain-chatter

Like a tornado captured inside.

But the sun rises and sets,

The birds fly south and return;

The rhythm and choir of life

Sings its original song

Each new day.

And I hear a Greater Voice

Hints of a knowing and responding:

"I do not give answers,

Because I have given Myself."

And I AM in that moment

Is Enough.