hammock.

    

 took my ENO.

to the woods.

this morning.

i secured her to a few.

neighbor trees.

and laid back.

suspended.

i brought.

a book.

eager to sink.

deep into my hammock.

and become immersed.

in the pages.

but for a moment.

i paused.

sacredly enjoying.

the green canopy.

the rustle of critter.

the song of bird.

and.

the gentle sway.

of my body.

in the breeze.