My body.
Outstretched.
On a deck.
Between the Sky
and the Earth.
Eyes closed.
Senses open.
Suspended,
in a chair
of no gravity.
Simply floating
in the air
of all that is,
the Sun,
the Wind,
the faint–
sounding
wind chimes,
the blanketing
peace of
the weightless
afternoon.
Colin Goedecke
Westerly-by-the-Sea, Rhode Island
Late February 2024