ducks quaking on the ridges,
wind chimes dancing to the breeze,
leaves tracing the ground finding edges,
trees rattling against silhouettes,
water falling into the pond.
I listen to my heart
then returning to the earth.
I hear green through calmness,
blue vibrating in the infinite,
red thirsting for more.
I listen to my eyes blinking
as light skips on the water,
the melody of my breathing sustaining
It is a good time to be alive.