In the stream of my day
ripples cause barely a stir;
contentment is tangible.
Sun on the water
spreads like a blanket.
Nothing new or exclusive.
Time has no relevance.
We only give names
for efficiency.
To clasp mental hands
and smile at the same
wind in the trees.
Still, I try to memorize
this feeling moment -
Save it like a favorite movie.
To run in that space
between waking and sleep
when I sync to the heartbeat of the world.
