Birdwatching

Good morningSunrise meditationSitting or standingOn the wooden planks of our little cabin's balconyEvery morning the same yet differentNotice the pastels in the skyMidday meditationThere is no one right way to sitThere is no one right way to practiceIsn't everything practice, after all?Isn't everything life unfolding?Suffering is to be accepted, not evadedDifficulty, sadness and death are not optionalBut neither are joy, celebration and beautyTune in to the birds' heart songsGaze at the cloud formations billowing slowlyContemplate the water, so blue and sparkly, ripplingListen to the wind, the leaves, the treesWatch the birds swoop, fly, flutter from branch to branchWatch the thoughts swoop, fly, flutter, stutter, compete, judge, opineand all the restWatch the sensations in the physical body and the energies in the subtle bodyWatch the emotions come and goSunset meditationGood night