The Eternal Swing
This Garden is in the middle of a forest clearing.
The air is fresh and the sun casts shadows around.
The swing is gently waved by the wind, creating an inviting movement.
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 on my feet.
The time seems to stop.
I start to notice the sound of the leaves, the temperature of the air and also my own thoughts and overall feeling.
I see the swing closer now, I am trying to imagine what movement will create once 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 really big circles, and I am feeling like flying with shines and reflections coming from the water.