Relaxing Scene

I have made it to Target, downtown Minneapolis, Starbucks.  I did get to the YMCA and did my normal routine with a little up in yardage.  I feel removed from areas of thought that would be creative.  There are many things I cannot speak of right here and now.  I sit next to three Asian women.  I believe that they are Thai. Their speaking of their own language is very soothing in the background.  I sit quietly and ponder the relaxed feelings of my muscles.  The workout, mixed with the hot tub, has left me so calm.  Maybe there is some sha sha in the room.  I feel a boom in the room.  Military matters are being messed with by persons who are surreptitious, but not hierarchy.  This happens time and time again.  We will only have what we have now, at the end of the day.  I am seeing the Adelita's crew working behind the scenes.  There is sunlight in my mind, but the colors around me seem drab.  Speaking can be part of loss, or can usurp the authority who never should have been.  Behind it all, I stay still as a piano concerto plays for me.  I see the birds flying from the autumn trees by a calm and babbling brook.  No one minds the salamander who is so unique at the water's edge.  He is part water realm and part earth realm.  I keep him in my mind, as he burrows into the mud beside the stream.  I cannot view this remotely.  I do not have that ability, but it keeps my mind space in the here and now, and that brings a brilliance to the light and the one orange leaf that falls peacefully from the tree.