Floating over brook and meadow
fallen timbers, overcome with reed
aroma dances with current and breeze
watchers on the bank lay quiet
contrasting sunlight diffuses in light mist
pools of calm cool air penetrate my skin
I am here, I am alive, I am aware
clarity booms deafeningly .. yet silent
travelled so far from antagonism
tranquility stands pacific
How grand the expedition
I am free
I am the pilot
