Sundays At The Park

​Sunny sky,
winking leaves 

Busy cars,
appeased bees 

Empty park benches
near snacking monkeys;

If only every single day 
resembled
this pearlescent

serenity, 

a nice, hefty slice of
thoughtful solitude – 

A bicycle passes by,
with not a ring

or nary a word.

I think that 
I should like to be…

an infinitesimal
swallow,

where
this little princeling soars
towards its uncertain fate

over the gray, patient sea

© Zelda Reville

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