My Idea of Peace

The sound of wind blowing past you.

Spotting a white dove amidst the heavy blue sky ready to pour droplets of water.

Clouds scattered at one side of the sky. While the sun is brightly up at the other side.

Flight of pigeons whirling around in circles.

The high glorious hills from far looks as if they’re not too distant.

Clouds form layers in themselves.

Greyish blue.

Trees stand tall with leaves swaying as if they’re glad they’re getting to enjoy the calm, cool breeze.

Chirping birds are audible clearly.

Variety of sounds.

There’s no human anywhere around.

Nature glowing in its beautiful form.

Autumn leaves.

Cottony clouds.

Too many buildings.

But just very tranquil.

Because no human around.

I like the peace.

I was able to hear 5 numerous sounds of birds chirping in their happiness.

Flying around as if the sky was theirs.

As if they had no fear of spotting a hunter on the ground with his aim on them.

As if they finally got their freedom.

I finally found my idea of peace.