Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Two wooden swings tied with ropes
hang from the branches of an oak tree that
stands upon a grassy knoll
beneath skies warmed by
an orange glow from the sunset
just above the horizon of the ocean
far in the distance
past a seaside town and grand lighthouse
You swing on one seat
while I rock on the other
and in this way
we are here
side by side
together
An old breeze helps to push us
back and forth
while she tickles the leaves above
into a windchime harmony
accompanied by a quartet of doves
I want… to give you this gift of a simple idea
to make you smile for even a moment
away from all the storm clouds--
which you can pass along to others
For while you read this scene quietly
to yourself
. . . the two of us will swing
once again
reader and narrator
but when you read it aloud
to someone else--
such as a friend
or a family member
then the two of you
will share these swings
with you as the narrator
and her or him as the listener
Roles changed
like turns taken on swings
Opportunities to sail upwards
to taste salty sea air
to share an experience with others
to be safe
to be free...
. . . from one narrator
to the next

Oh my goodness, thank you so much. You have made my day much brighter as well. I wrote this piece feeling a bit melancholy with all the tension right now. Not knowing exactly what to do, I wanted to at least share a peaceful moment with everyone.
So hearing it has made you and others smile is fantastic. Thank you for helping to spread it around, my friend. ^_^♡