All too often we forget those moments that define serenity. I was reminded this morning by an incident that mirrored such a moment. Last week, I was out driving after a long day. I found an old country road canopied by trees. The evening breeze rattled some of the leaves loose and they did their lazy dance to rest with their kinsmen, ready to be scurried along to the nearby creek and carried to a final resting spot.
Aerosmith softly carried my thoughts to all literature pertaining to
life, the forest, and magic. Robin Hood, Merlin, Arthur, The Faerie Queen, John
Muir, Walden, Athos, Porthos and Aramis were all dancing in my head.
Each leaf represented a thought from another that shaped my literary
Peace attained, if only for that moment. And it just re-occurred. Dream on...