it's quiet here, in my corner of the world.
only the sweep of the wind and the cry of the birds.
(a distant hum from the highway sometimes.)
my mind opens up in the stillness-
stretches itself and breathes deep
and unfurls like a flower in morning sun.
my brain reaches out into the open space where there is no noise
and comes alive
with thoughts that think themselves,
my body nestles into curled comfort of deep cushion
and every nerve ending uncoils itself
in peaceful rest.
sun...wind...green things growing...birds and cats and sleeping dogs...