Sitting on a moutainside
For a brief rest
We hear the delicate
Tinkling
And gurgling
Of a little stream
From different
Directions at once

Accentuated by an
Occasional bird
Flying by
Letting its presence be known
With its own delightful tune

Back to the music
Of the stream

Still
Peaceful

Briefly interrupted
By an insect’s
Buzz
Near my ear

A breeze adding
Its soft swishing
To the sweet
Stillness
Of the stream’s
Quiet symphony