A meditation of Sorts

It was a lovely day, I went for a walk along the water front. Surprisingly the park benches and trails were empty. I was alone except for one or two lone fishermen. Sitting along the bank of the water I tried to blend into the grass and keep the birds from running from me. Watching the shore birds dip their heads into the water, gracefully lift their delicate little legs through the waves-it is easy to imagine that they do not like to get their feet wet the way they so carefully step. The sky was a faded denim blue not the bright blue of days past. Geese and sea gulls sang their harsh songs. The tide was high, salty air, the birds were feeding with intense energy. Just the same it was peaceful sitting there pretending to be grass and the minutes passed quickly. I forgot everything for a while but the sounds of water, birds and the land. A meditation of sorts. I hope you all have a good rest of the week. I am off to work for the next 3 days.