In the hammock

On days of tomatoes

Cheese and bread

When light breezes

Make the orchard leaves

Chuckle and quiver

With gossip from the mountains

When a head of dead wine

Falls in step

With the mood

Rather than being a weight

On your ankle

There is time to marvel

At the power of stillness

And the way that calm

Can be the raison d'êtr...

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