I hear the roar of the train,
Rushing by in the distance.
The pulse of its movement
seizing my attention.
In the tranquility of its aftermath,
Every sound becomes strangely poignant.
The laughter of children becoming more defined,
Until I can feel the joy emanating from every excited squeal.
I hear the birds, speaking a language all their own,
And I imagine all the tales they must be telling one another.
The wind dances with the trees, creating together,
A gentle harmony of whispers.
It is peaceful here,
In this moment of clarity.
I sit and breathe it in,
Elated by the pure simplicity.
As the breath fills my lungs,
I am renewed; my focus awakened.
I sit here, recognizing,
That this swiftly fleeting moment,
Too easily dismissed,
Is, in fact, the epitome of life.
Alisha Jael 2007
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