Is it only the momentous choices..
A small bird cheerfully swayed in drizzling
Eyes are wandering in peace I felt
Rain poured, the bird flied beneath a leaf
I sighed and senses drowsed in peace
Sun smiled, the bird and flowers danced
Pulses of peace and joy spread around.
Scents of roses flowed in gentle breeze
I breathed the air of peace and refreshed
The bird put its beak in to a honey flower
I drank the peace, realised the solace moments!