Discernment

I hear ducks quaking on the ridges, wind chimes dancing to the breeze,leaves tracing the ground finding edges,trees rattling against silhouettes,water falling into the pond.I listen to my heartpumping,escalating,ascending…then returning to the earth.I hear green through calmness,blue vibrating in the infinite,red thirsting for more.I listen to my eyes blinkingas light skips on the water,the melody of my breathing sustainingthat,this,me,and All.It is a good time to be alive.