Nature's Peace

On my scooter I was driving along a slender road on the upper valley. At the bottom of the vale, where the main road is, I heard swishes of traffic. A hot afternoon but the westerly wind blew from the sea and made it bearable. I stopped and just sat there listening to the subdued natural din. On the other side of the valley houses have been built since I came, that’s ok, as they blend in with the landscape. I looked up and saw the dead oak, leafless and grey, nothing lasts forever my friend. An old man now I’m aware of my mortality, but this was a moment of peace, and I felt invincible.