to show you,
it would be of a flowering chinese plum tree,
with miniscule and precious pink petals
being danced upon by bees.
the sky above is a perfect azure cloudless spring sky.
i am lying beneath it, on a tiny patch of grass outside the post office,
an amazon box open beside me,
drinking in “the millionth circle
(we can change the world with our circles)
radiant in my purple crocs and almost spring shirt and my knowing.

a pristine noon.

you are invited to create one.