Is there anything more relaxing
when the mind starts to race
than the coo of mourning dove
in duet with a purring cat?
Two worlds, synchronized;
one moment, this moment
as I drink first cuppajoe,
windows open, looking out
on plants that have bloomed,
those about to, and the growing
number of golf ball-sized tomatoes.
Tao Talk 
Our worlds aren’t so different after all, Lisa. I have the cat and mourning dove. No tomatoes. Will guavas do?
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Guava sounds good but not sure what it is beyond a fruit. Nice to know mourning doves are there also.
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When I was a little girl, I’d hear them in the morning and thought they were “Morning Doves.”
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haha makes sense
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They hae a nice taste but are mainly seeds so I never eat the fruit.
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I think I’ve eaten dried guava maybe?
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Nothing as relaxing as what you describe. Or perhaps the cooing of a baby? Enjoy the quiet. Xo
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Cooing of a baby works for me. Blessings to you and yours, Selma <3
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None! A beautiful moment described in your poem.
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:) <3 Sadje
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🍀🍀🍀
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sounds like a little piece of heaven Lisa :-)
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It is!
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So very peaceful!
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Happy it resonates for you, Christine.
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Sounds pretty idyllic, Lisa! Enjoy the day. Another hot one up here, may be one of the last this beautiful September.
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This was written at the end of July (7/29) and it must have been the off cooler day ;) It’s 81 right now here which is pretty nice. Looking for sunny but cooler days ahead…
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A very visual piece !
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Thanks, Chris.
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You have captured that one moment so beautifully, Li.
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Punam, thank you <3
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My pleasure. ❤️
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That does sound like beautiful music! (K)
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A cat’s purr rumbles like bass on the hand.
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Those things calm ME down too, Li. I love both of them. Hubby can’t stand the plaintive cooing mourning doves make, lol. I have no idea why. It’s utter insanity! Beautiful poem, btw, as usual. Another thing that soothes the mind, and maybe yours too: the rustling/rushing of wind through trees….
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Stacey very much appreciate your comment and glad I’m not the only one. You won’t believe this, but it is 100% true, but today at the meijer garden’s children’s library I read my granddaughter not one but TWO books on the wind and how they move leaves around in the fall. She was delighted then and I am delighted now to have you mention it (serendipity is a beautiful thing.)
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