Buenos dias, Tunkas

You wake up in a hammock.
It is early enough
but the kids have already gone to school.
Your feet find the ground
as you steady yourself upright.
There is already warmth to be felt
in the morning air.
The day will only grow warmer.
You see your aunt and grandma
and say good morning.
Grandpa is still asleep.
You walk outside and hear
the birds chattering in the trees
but you are glad to hear them.
The bells tolls in the town square.
People are riding their bikes
down the streets, getting breakfast
ready. Life is moving as fast
as it needs to, no more.
Can you picture it?
Do you wish to be there?
I do. I do.