Here's a poem or blurb or whatever I wrote about my moment:
My Piece of Peace
I lay my back upon the earth and feel the damp of the ground beneath me.
When my eyes are open, the leaves of a maple tree are dancing in the breeze.
The air's movement through the leaves reminds me of my inner calm.
I let my eyelids gently shut to focus in on the sound.
It is then I also hear a bird chirping playfully in a nearby tree.
In that moment my muscles loosen in my face, at my arms, and along my neck.
I had since forgotten to enjoy my moments awake.
This minute is slow, uncalculated, gentle.
I can sense my heart easing up, putting to rest its most recent pains.
There is only me, a soul, listening in on nature's shameless story.
Thanks for reading!