A warm breeze, caressing my body and

Kissing my face The sky is pale blue.The

Leaves on the maple trees gently swaying 

To and fro.The silence is infiltrated by the

Trickling sound of the pond waterfall. The

Carp ly submerged, ready opened mouthed

To receive their fragmented capsules of  food.

Not a care.All is right with the world. Politics,

Wars, petty arguments and disagreements all

Disappear for awhile in this secluded moment

Of serenity and Peacefulness.Cocooned in my

Garden I fear no evil.The pink and blue heads

Of the geraniums co- exist with the red of the

Chrysanthemums. The herbal border of mint,

Lavender,oregano, rosemary and thyme wafted

By the breeze .Their herbal flavours scenting  

The air. A transitory moment of perfection.peace

And reflection. Perhaps repeated tomorrow.