Moments like this 

 

The endless list of things to do

Are finished!

Well, they’re not

They’ve been abandoned —at least for now

 

A chance to breathe 

As we sit in the sun

Drinking tea

This time— is golden and sacred

 

The working week ahead will bring

Routine— responsibilities

Time restrictions 

And stress

 

But right now

We have a chance

To sit— as though we are plants in the garden

And to laugh and to smile

As we are given a place to rest

 

And then—the chatter ceases

This silence— creates solace

 Rather than awkwardness 

Which otherwise silence often brings

 

We embrace this special moment

As sunshine— beams over us

No need to fill this space— with anything else

No need to cause a fuss

 

Pink and orange gerberas have a little giggle on our behalf

'Why don't humans do this more often?'

'And stop doing all that other silly stuff!'

 

For the flowers— this is their common ground

To stay in the present moment

A place of balance

Where peace is found

 

As humans—we take from the flowers

A message for our life— or at least a clue

To stop worrying about the future

And what else there is to do