Written on July 19, 2013
I sit on our covered deck in the country and look across the meadow.
The meadow is full of insect life, butterflies and birds.
Beyond that are trees, and trees, and layers of trees.
And layers of leaves, greens and yellows.
Birdsong and insect sounds greatly throb in the air.
I am soaking up the peace.
An occasional breeze floats across all of us.
The clouds move slowly.
The joy of this peace, the dimension of this peace is so very exciting.
© 2013 Kathryn Hardage
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