Serenity in Black and Red Nylon

In, out
Gentle sway allows just enough movement
for the sun to wink from behind a leaf
and brighten the dimness behind closed eyelids

In, out
Gleeful shouts slowly quiet 
as the mind finds its own sounds
namely a soft piano
and swallows

In, out
Pretend not to hear the tittering whispers above 
or sense the shadows above the hammock
and camera shutters discreetly clicking away moments
that were never meant to be seen
only remembered

In, out
A patch of sunlight on one leg
warmer than the rest
but time has run too far
since tired muscles have felt this peace
Don't break the stillness, they say

In, out
A thick volume, still open
but for the moment neglected
cradled below sweaty palms
its words dancing through the air
floating above heads
unseen, but felt
by the whispers of the leaves
and by the militant lines of ants on the rock
and by the rippled waters of the lake
and by the stag
who is likewise unseen
but felt

In, out