gulls wheeling overhead,
their cries mingling with the sound
of waves lapping at the shore

cormorants diving,
surfacing downstream,
carried by the current

a great blue heron raising
its head, its catch grasped
firmly in its bill

a soft breeze coming
off the water, a mild caress,
warm day or cool

beside the river
or upon it,
and my mind is at ease

The prompt for Poetics: Purifying the Mind, from Linda at dVerse, is to write a poem regarding mindfulness.

Image: Great Blue Heron on the Niagara River
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48 thoughts on “mindfulness

    • πŸ˜€ Thank you, Merril. Back in New York, I would sit on the bank of the Niagara and write. Sometimes it seemed like the words were whispered to me. I think it’s the light on the blue (most of the time) water. The Missouri just doesn’t do it for me. Still, paddling on the smaller, quiet streams gives me inspiration.

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