As I hear the sounds of distant birds, the ones close by, the flies buzzing, the mosquitoes at short range around my ears, one bird hopping in the distance, and very little wind (just high in rustling the topmost branches,) I am in awe of the orchestration of it all.
There is such balance to it. Everyone just doing what they do. (I'm sure there is violence within and death and gore, however it is not the predominant force.) Or maybe if I truly observed this micro-cosmos more closely all would be there and more.
I am in love with the seeming serenity.