The Eternal Swing
This space, designed as a contemplative garden, is in the middle of a forest clearing.
The air is fresh and the sun casts shadows around.
The wind gently and invitingly waves the swing.
How do I get there?
The water is clean and only ankle-deep. The dark stone underneath is warm from the sun, so I make my way slowly, enjoying the sensations in my feet.
Time seems to stop.
I start to notice the sound of the leaves, the temperature of the air and my own thoughts and inner state.
I see the swing closer now, and I am trying to imagine how it will move when I jump on it.
The chain is warm and delicate. I sit on the surface of the swing and intuitively know how to sway.
It starts to move slower than I thought, in giant circles, and I feel like I am flying as the water shines and reflects light to me.