Tranquil

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Viola Staples

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A bright red mushroom

spotted white

as if splattered with paint

 

Little laughs

bounce off the trees

Like a twinkling bell

her laugh like a fairy’s

 

We dance like children

across large stone surfaces that

hover over a roaring river

 

And as we follow

the path back home

I smile for in this moment

the world has never

been more joyous

and tranquil