After hours, days, weeks,
My body and mind in constant turmoil,
I find myself enjoying the warmth of the sun.
Lunch time sandwiches finished, I sit back.
The silence deafening.
My ears ringing.
No cars, no voices
No planes, no lawnmowers.
The world stopped.
Only now are we learning to cease.
To recall that we can think, feel.
Be one with nature.
In the loudness of nothing
I hear the buzz of a dozy bee
Just waking to a world
It thinks is the same
A constant cracking noise has my head swivelling
Where is it coming from?
I notice a blue tit on the seeds
With infinite peace, nibbling the inner goodness,
Cracking, cracking them open
To reveal the heart.
I move my legs and startle the bird.
In this moment a whoosh of spirit overcomes me.
With intense clarity.
I hear the flap of the wings.
A light breeze wafts through the lilac tree
And in the process picks up my spirit
Sends it along the path of the departing bird.
A spirit that floats with oneness of the nature surrounding me.
A peace of such infinity overwhelms me,
I look back and see myself on the wooden chair.
Should I fly on, should I return?
The me looks a bit confused, lost, serene.
A bundle of emotions … I look forward,
Reminding myself never to forget
Reminding myself never to fear.
I drift back, re-joined, re-coupled.
An epic ephemeral epiphany.