To be a plant

I gratefully accepted a seat in the sun. Closing my eyes for a moment as the rays embraced my face through the large picture window, I heard myself say, "To be a plant". It came out like a sigh. "I ought to write a poem", I added. My verbalised thoughts were met with laughter. However, the way I was feeling, I could have even written a symphony.

There are such simple pleasures in life when we take the time to notice them. I recall observing our cat as it stretched out in the sun on the living room floor. Without a moment's hesitation, I went to lay beside it to find out what was going on down there. Such a blissful peace in the warmth of the sun. If anyone were to witness some of the silly things I do sometimes!

Anyway, for the first time, I was the plant. It lasted but a moment and I was completely present to it.