The waxing crescent moon and several stars could be seen on a crisp clear night.
I sat quietly on the stone bench in front of my pond.
A blue ring of light could be seen emanating from the submersible equipment.
The sound of the water flowing softly from its spout was in my foreground,
While a mellow Latin beat could be heard coming from a few yards down.
A few yards in the other direction muffled voices could be heard.
It sounded like a small party or family gathering.
I was alone. My husband and daughter prefer to be inside
Surrounded by electronic light and noise.
That is okay. I’m used to conversing with myself.
I put all my thoughts on pause so I could focus on all the fireflies
Dancing through the air. The temperature and humidity were ideal.
In my hand I held a chilled bottle of Corona with an added slice of lemon.
This aided me in my relaxation. I felt glad to be back home
Wrapped up in the vastness of the night sky.
My mind journeys over the past few years have given me a new found
Appreciation of the simple art of living in each moment.
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