Everyone was happy when the mower broke,

Except the man operating the machine.

A sudden clatter, then quiet,

A sharp curse was heard by the fence line.

Then the children giggled.

I sighed a sigh of deep relief,

And realized I could hear the birds.

Peace exhaled and a touch of Nirvana

Nestled in around me,

So much so, that I thought I heard

The grasses chuckle as they continued ahead

With their photosynthesis.

-jenn