A Tuscany View

Just today,

I was sitting on the bus

the bus that gets me to where I need to be

helpless, but to stare out of the window

it was such a bright and sunny day

sky, bluer than I'd ever seen

Imagining for just a moment

the carpet of sunflowers that we passed

performing the Mexican wave, just for me

and there in the distance

the magnificent oak trees

applauding their wave

sound awakening my Imagination

birds, chirping in their orchestra of whistle

as the sound seeps in from the sky window

allowing me to hear their sweet melodies

reflecting on the fact that their music is perfect

even without the clever hands of a conductor

every so often stopping

at the red traffic light  

allowing the people

to cross the road

making their way

to wherever they are destined to be

and I?

well finally I’ve reached my destination

so very grateful

to have been part of this wonderful adventure

of imagery and sound

finally reaching my front door

placing my key into the keyhole

reflecting once more

on the simplicities of life and…

how very lucky I am, to be alive.