Rockhollow Series: End of April

End of April  

*Warm, dry sunny day
Highlights of the day: Acer pseudoplatanus, Solomon's Seal flower, ladybirds on raspberry cane, seagull flying low toward my bedroom window.

I was woken by birds, a soft, cool breeze  
seeking me out from an unsealed window -
was woken by an almost light and a plan for the day.  
 
In no rush, I perched on the end of my bed, gripped the mattress  
with weathered fingertips,  
rocked,  
watched  
seagulls flock above sycamores -
their upside down turrets dangling.  
 
I admired
how the street beyond the reserve was now completely dressed in finest green leaf,
how clouds seemed as speckled as snow on a Tor late-Winter  
or unexpected early Spring.  
It felt necessary to swallow it whole - as if a medal of this month.
 
Over the cup and saucer vine in pots on the 'sill,  
over the innocent strength of my daughter's breathing - moved into comfort  
of my bed,
I can hear nature's kingdom  
existing  
unchallenged  
out there.
 
This place - it's only small, it makes no great change yet there's priceless freedom here
sinking below the Earth  
and soaring above it.
 
Breeze waltzes with the trees, light lifts from the left.