Peace

[pk.]

I lay down in bed with my head towards the window.
Wind usually doesn't come from that direction
but tonight it does. I can hear the rain pit-pattering
on the curtain as it blows in and out of my room like
the edge of some wild ocean. The cars across the canal
can be heard leaving their snail marks on the road, I
imagine water sliding off leathery plants like umbrellas.
The long day is over, and as I lay here, in my
warm cocoon, I find momentary peace in this messy world,
and I suddenly recognise the divinity in everything
and that we could feel this way anywhere, at any time,
if only we were to look, listen and feel for it.