the breeze gently twists the tendrils of my hair,
the faint taste of a thunderstorm riding in the air,
teasing my senses with its possibilities.
sunshine peaks in through the leaves of the deciduous trees,
tracing every curve of each leaf onto the grassy knoll beyond the wooden fence.
from my place on the porch i stare down into the pond below the knoll,
a layer of algae spreads upon the surface,
giving the illusion of an open field nestled in a ring of trees.
amongst the foliage beneath the trees,
the chatter of chipmunks resounds the blessing of life.
serenity flows throughout my body,
filling me with a mindfulness i spent so long searching for,
bathing me in a new state of mind.
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The Seasonal State of Life
PoetryA collection of poems written about life and its many seasons.
