Tranquil
January 23, 2019
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