A leaf twirling in the summer breeze.
A bird singing songs of peace.
All is still.
All is still.

Slowly, the morning greets us.
Slowly, everything becomes clear.
We live in this moment.
We are totally here.

We all can rest,
confident
that the bird and the leaf
will keep dancing in the summer breeze.

And all will be still,
just as this delicate hour.
And summer sun will
be our quiet lover.