I can smell the fresh Spring air after a light misting of rain. I can hear the chirps of various birds and the melodious sounds of waves lapping against the sides of boats as they casually float along enjoying a leisurely Sunday afternoon. There is a definite calmness that surrounds me as I close my eyes and savor the beauty that is around me.
I am perched on a wrought iron chair, seated at a little table covered in crisp, white linen. My newly purchased sunglasses shade my eyes from the sun while its gentle rays warm my skin. Coming from somewhere behind me is the distant sound of a scooter that I imagine is carrying a young couple away from the bustle of the city to a special place where they will spend the afternoon gazing into each others eyes, dreaming of the future before them.
I sip on my expertly made cappuccino and revel in the sights, sounds and smells that can only be experienced while in this one spot, next to the River Seine. At this time, there are a few tourists resting their weary feet a few tables away, as well as a few others taking a moment or two to enjoy the afternoon with a coffee and a treat. But I am alone in my thoughts. I am alone to wait and watch, to smell and taste, and to enjoy, without anything or anyone to take me away from here, this spot. To just sit and be.
I am surrounded with a hug of beauty and inner peace in this small slice of Heaven.. It feels like a dream… like a dream… like a dream… shit, it’s a dream.
Do you love coconut as much as I do?