I lie in the back of a truck

Looking up at a large hedge bush.

Beyond I see birds, of many sizes, flying at many heights

In a clear blue sky.

Closer to me I see a dragonfly

Sitting so still on a leaf

That it looks like a branch itself.

And I think to myself

Oh what peace, what harmony, what tranquility

My eyes are seeing

As I lie here in the bed of truck. –John Barley