Harmony? An ever travelling orchestra

If we consider life as movement maybe harmony is an ever changing, continuously shifting artisans work.
Like a seesaw that gives joy to the riders by balancing the occupants’ positions with ups and downs where balancing in the middle is not often sought and when it isit last the flick of a thought.
The Beauty of alignment.
The music of peaceful time niches.

A cocoon.
Your centre of gravity as life pulls you apart.
A brushstroke, writing, a walk in a forest or on the seashore. A cup of tea with friends, a random chat with a presumed stranger, a swim,
Attain journey, mind wandering as I search the sky for talking clouds, holding hands with a tree, gazing at lights on a mountain at sunset.
