Simple Pleasures

Sitting in the garden, I soak up the gentle warmth of the sun.
The magpie picks at the grass, her tail the colour of deep water,
a brilliant mixture on the painter’s brush.
I clutch my coffee and leave my book on the table,
for there is nothing that urgently needs fixing today.
The patient pine trees shake off their sweet scent,
yellow flowers rest in the caress of the bees,
until they burst from happiness.
the lilac bushes are breathtaking with their maidenly abundance,
as if we humans could ever be worthy of such magnificent extravagance.
“Look here! And here! And here!” Nature cries playfully,
the wind her good-humoured accomplice.
Just breathing then, one breath at a time, is enough.

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