I have finally understood Why grandpa was always in the mood Every morning, whenever he sipped his coffee Alone but not lonely and free, full of glee

Don’t look at the breeze dimples the water, get no feeling I turn off Look into the distance.

"I'm sifting through the lentils of my life, waywardly tossing tiny stones."

I watch the clouds change their colors I watch the wind sway the flowers I hear tits and sparrows sing and call I hear hawks and crows screech and caw I smell the flowers' perfume pollen I smell the wind where their fragrances' fallen I taste the first fruits of the coming spring I taste the fresh fountain of a natural spring I feel the Sun warm the air I feel content at peace without a care

“My soul searches for tranquil communion.”