a boat tucked away in the shadows,
the waves lapping quietly at the shore,
the dog snoring softly on the deck,
the cat drowsily licking her paws,
basking in a patch of sunlight --
even the crows and the eagles
have stopped their noisy squabbling.
The only sound the delicate pop
of the scotch broom pods
opening to release their seeds
and the crunch of the drying grass
beneath my feet.
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