My Piece of Peace

Yesterday, I went for an hour break away from the demands of being a mom. Within the hour, I rode my bike to a nearby park with lots of space and found a spot of my own where I could be left alone. It seems like it has been years since I last felt peaceful. But I finally found my piece of peace.

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!