No hustle today
No bustle below
No kids screaming
Nor parents
Silence eases down my street
Neat, discreet
She wiggles under my windowsill
And creeps across my face
Leaving traces of a smile
While I languidly lay
Upon the couch and enjoy this gift
This quiet Sunday
~ July 12, 1998 ~
Written at Noon on a cold, wet Sunday while living on one of the busiest streets in the town centre of IJsselstein, the Netherlands. I loved sitting on the couch looking out the window overlooking the main street below. I’d only been living in the country for about 4 months. Oh the joys of a new culture and adventure and love!
Julia Ann Ferguson
Tags: acculturation, contentment, IJsselstein, life abroad, silence, solitude