Further down the street

Sitting with the window open on a bright Saturday afternoon,
steady wind blowing through the trees. 

The sound, as it passes through the stand of bamboo across the street is inviting, soothing and realxing to me.

Sitting by the open window reading, that music framing the mood, 
there is nothing to worry about as the day passes on. 

Further down the street, 
the bamboo is much taller, 
towering over the houses, 
more like the massive pine trees that line the way. 

Walking the dog, 
I listened to them sway and rub against each other, 
making music in time with the wind. 
walking into the late afternoon in steps with the rhythym, 
no cares, 
no worries, 
as the day began to fade into evening. 

T.S. Deary 
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