timeless, connected, alive

I understand my immune system is low. I understand pathogens lurk everywhere,  but when i am told." No gardening. " " No playing in the dirt". " No smelling flowers." Ugh. It just goes against the things that make me feel good. It goes against who I am. I play with nature. When I play with nature i feel connected, timeless and alive. 

I made it to the park for tai chi. In this park, I post up by a picnic table under a somewhat humble maple tree. Its a smaller tree,  yet sitting at the bench i am surrounded by a spectacular spectrum of RUBY.. and it makes me feel great. 
 
 Maybe I like the kids from the nearby swingset calling it hot lava, and I, after all these decades, am at last content to be the hot lava monster. 

..Im a dragon in my lair of treasures ..
Maybe I am pulled there because my small , few, and misshapen redblood cells may get a spark of memory to a time when they flowed strong and dominant, like hot lava piping through my organs and veins. 

Regardless, I love it there. And though ive resisted before,  yesterday i couldn't help but pick a few leaves, and then a few more, hurriedly, but not stirring up dust,  as to not cause myself "harm". I scanned and placed from my abundance of riches, til I thought I could stop.. 
...though I would have kept going, marveling, appreciating,  had my sister not called me in, late for dinner. The street lights were coming on. ✨️ 

timeless .
connected.
Alive.