When you know just how fragile it all is.
One unexpected move.
One gasp of breath.
One bark of a dog from the distant shore.
And just like that - this magical moment.
It’s over.
So Familiar
Tall pines.
Morning mist.
Mountains framing the lakes.
It's been years....and yet - the sounds....the smells - so familiar.
I remember mornings like this.
The laugh of the loon.
Quietly....carefully...hoping not to disturb - we placed our paddles in the canoe.
We approached slowly.
Her head turned. Her wings spread.
And just like that - off she went.
It was just one moment.
It was early September.
All We Need
Maybe it really is this simple.
To open your heart.
To spread your wings.
To fly.
Maybe it really is this beautiful.
To be in this quiet.
To feel peace in the solitude.
Maybe it really is all we'll ever need.
It's inside.