There you sit by the waterfront. You are enjoying the beauty and mostly the tranquillity. Even the sun and the clouds keep quiet. It brings my brain to a standstill.
It is autumn. That can be a designated time for rest and reflection. Being alone for a while.
Sigh, a blast of discharging breath.
The water, too, has imposed itself the calm.
Trees, having dropped their leaves, a week before. The barren forest is also taking a break.
So much needed for me and for all of us too. Not always flying, running, producing.
Soon, there will come a time of moving on again.
I so imagine this record, hanging in the hall, as I hang my coat on the coat rack, addressing me every day: " Hey. Good thing you worked so hard today. Now you do take time for stress-discharge right?"
As I hear the photo 'hear' speak, I say yes. "Yes, I do".
My wife, from the kitchen: "What do you say?" "Oh.... nothing at all. And laugh at myself for a moment.