Listening to the wind
blowing through leaves
still on the trees
as I change for a swim.
Realising the sound
will soon be gone over winter
only to catch me by surprise
when it returns in spring.
Thrilling at watching raindrops
bounce off the water
as ephemeral bubbles
while I swim in the river,
and at a flock of geese
taking off low over my head
after honking their intention
to each other and to me.
Luxuriating in the
reassurance of sunshine
as I change on the bank
and the sky blues.
Sensing peace as I sit on a bench
drinking coffee, eating breakfast
and noticing goldfinches
feeding on teasel seeds.
Not wanting to disturb their peace,
my peace, the peace.
Calm after the storm.
Peace, peace, peace.
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