Peace

I look at the rising Sun

I breathe the fresh morning air, My hair dances with joy softly in the cool breeze, I know I am at Peace. 

The mornings are cold but there's warmth in the heart, I look at the beauty of the Robin, I look above at The clear sky with mesmerising shapes and patterns of fluttering birds..fresh. awake. Going in search of food. In unison And I understand the significance of teamwork. With these morning musings, I am at Peace.

I listen to the sweet chirping of mynahs, I look at The hopping of the grey pigeons, The melodious shriek and the gigantic size of the majestic eagle. And I watch my cute dogs. My two little children running on 4 legs chasing a ball. At times a crow or an eagle. I know this is my world I know I am at Peace.