I am filled with peace, calm and love. Although my body houses these feelings I know some are carried to the outside. Surrounding me is a box made of wood and glass. Wasps fly a few inches away from me and can come no nearer. The feeling of peace however are carried into the square below and beyond. To each being there is a connection … to each being, seen and unseen.

As the church chimes reach my ear, nostalgia sets in, for the passing of time cannot wait. Bute peace also carries on, and my whole being houses the calm, the peace and the love, and simultaneusly allows it to fly away.