Ducks

I stumbled upon some ducks in an unexpected place.
I was hiking along a trail and took a quick detour.
I needed an adventure... off of the beaten path.
As many have said... I took the path less traveled
I was rewarded with a new secret place.
The path ended with a creek... surrounded with tall and protective trees.
I felt safe and cool... and calm... my mind was calm.
I watched as the creek slowly trickled down stream.
Brushing against fallen branches, rocks, and moss
I wondered who else had explored down here... then I stopped.
Who cares who else has been here... right now it is mine.
Anyone else who has seen my secret place did not have the same thoughts or feelings while here.
How comforting!
I know that this is where I can come to think about anything... anything
As I sat up against a cold, damp rock I listened to all of the peaceful sounds of the day.
A chirping from a nearby tree and then I saw them!
I saw them so graceful and beautiful
I saw the ducks, two of them.
They floated by without paying me any attention.
How amazing! I can come here to be with my thoughts and simply me an observer.
Nowhere else have I felt so free to be me!
I will never disclose the location!
I am too scared that someone might not see the beauty in my new secret hideaway.

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