and the sound of the river
chattering across its shallows
and the sound of a woodpecker searching for a snack
and the sound of ducks taking flight from the water
and the sound of seagulls arguing on the breeze
and the crunch of my boots on the old railway bed
and the sound of a joiner working a on a new roof
and the sound of a little dog
barking at the sound of rocks thrown disturbing the calm of the river
...and the silence of an egret
and the silence of the mist that hangs in the valley
and the silence of the old railway
and the silence of my contentment
