away from whirring fans
and shades drawn against the heat.
Away from ringing phones
and minds buzzing with schedules and possibilities.
Even away from rich conversation,
and people that I love.
As I let the walk take me,
bird song awakens my spirit.
A hawk bursts forth from a nearby tree
with a whoosh of red-brown feathers.
A gentle breeze plays with leaf shadows.
My heart begins to relax.
Even the deer skull on my path
served only to speak of life and death
and the rhythms of a natural world.
And finally, thankfully,
the endless dialogue
between my own two ears
begins to slow,
quieting in the light
of this beautiful summer morning.
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