To watch distant boats bobbing up and down
Colourful blobs on waves, vanishing
In mist swirling up to the sky glowing bright
Like cerulean wings of a dragonfly
To relish the flight of wild geese at dawn
For Southern pastures lush green and warm
I chew a twig from a haystack and watch
How corn cobs sway in the breeze like golden swathes
I bid Adieu to the evening as dark tiptoes
Lie down on the grass under argent moonlight
And drink the glory of the night
Intoxicated by each swig I rest
I smile at the shimmering fireflies
And wave at butterflies perched on daisies
And contemplate what is life after all
If not these leisurely moments small
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I loved this poem. Very evocative and shows how small everyday moments spent in midst of Nature can provide the greatest of joys. Very lovely poem.