Shimmering, rippling pond surface

mirror of reflections

encircling trees on edge.

.

An unexpected breeze gently spreads

a yellow-green mist of pollen

across the water’s surface.

.

“Remain present here,”

says a voice inside.

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Feeling at one, at peace,

Letting go of stresses and worries

Dragged down here

to pond’s edge.

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Feeling sense of renewal,

Seeing new hope.

RE MACKAY