July morning sun
Creeping through the trees
Into the front flower garden
A young blue jay watches on
The jay understands
There is nothing to be done
Nowhere to go
Just observe, soak up the sun
Sometimes we make life too hard
Harder than it needs to be
See the sun streaking through the garden?
Such is life in each moment
Poetic Alchemist 
I hear you.
Beautiful.
Thank you.