It’s a perfect setting.  The sun’s reflection peers through the trees on the water. I can hear the sound of the fountain in the middle of a pond.  This pond is two-thirds covered by shadows.  The sun has not yet claimed this territory.  The one third in the sun is bordered by freshly moistened grass which barely covers the dirt.  The air is cool and fresh.

The water from the fountain creates wavelets that wiggle in my direction.

Everything is nice.

Why must I always seek that which is nice?  Why must I run from the unpleasant?  Is my soul just a pawn being pushed and pulled by judgmentalism?

Everything that surrounds me is real.  I believe that acceptance is the key to my serenity.  So why should I get hung up over whether this thing or that person is nice?

Why am I unable to let reality just be, why not let it wash over and through me?  Why must I give everything a label?  Why not let it all be?

LORD, please turn off all my filters today so that life can come to me as it is.   Let me be just another duck in the Pond.