What if we enter each day so silently, so seamlessly the birds don't sound alarms and dart away, our minds so well released from fits of thought we are kin to all that breathes, like grazing deer hidden in dapples of green. O how we would walk then light hoofed and elfin eyed, even on crowded days, each trembling leaf a welcome Silky beating wings would cool our errant fevers of mind would keep us filled with awe and kind