A Gentle Swirl

Hearing you call my name earlier made me want to explore a little further. I wobbled carefully onto the kitchen counter where a clear glass carafe sat resting. Inside, someone had dropped fresh mint leaves and lemon slices into cool water. I rested my plush side against the smooth, cold glass. Whenever I leaned just a tiny bit, tiny bubbles floated up in quiet spirals. Watching them swirl around the floating leaves made the whole evening feel calm and sweet. I stayed right there, quietly admiring the round circles rising to the top.