Contentment in now

As a young child

I could

Lay on a blanket

And get lost

In the beauty

Of deep blue skies

Decorated with wisps

Of white clouds

Seemingly forever.

Obviously

Fifty years later,

Things haven’t changed,

Yesterday at lunch,

No blanket needed,

My eyes, heart & soul

Gravitated upward.

Click!

Eventually those wisps

Move on,

Dissipate,

But,

Their majestic

Mystery,

Peaceful exuberance

Remains.

Kind Regards and

Feeling content – K

🦋

Photography copyrighted and compliments of K of TheBlackWallBlog 5.23.2018

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