Experience this moment
as birds fly high,
so high they seem to touch
the clouds,
their wings skimming
the cottony tufts,
while down below
my neighbor piddles,
the tinkering of tools
drifting above the soft
country music.
Consider this moment
as the sweet scent of hay
drifts across the fields
tickling my nose,
the nicker of horses
delighting my ears,
while a bicyclist
spins past me
with a nod and a smile,
pedals singing as they
whirl and twirl.
It's the little things
in this moment...
insignificant,
seldom acknowledged,
often unnoticed,
or quickly forgotten,
these little things
in this moment
are solid ground,
forming the foundation
of a good life.
