How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?

Sitting under the bottlebrush tree on a still and sunny afternoon.

Listening to the birds singing their stilted, lazy tunes.

Green grass against azure skies,

Tended nature

So pleasing to the eyes.

This is when I can say with certainty,

That we can have a little glimpse of eternity,

And the goals and the dreams tend to melt away,

Into pure peace and indulgence of the perfect day.

The perspective is what’s missing!