fucking zen. or maybe i've just had my allotment of caffeine for the day. Or maybe, this is just never something I've done well: to capture a moment, to stand it on edge and observe calmly the graceful mystery of all that is. I feel like there's more to this than just the surface - your words by their very nature point towards their crafter, the character observing, the moment of calm. And I've myself best experienced calm in the midst of a hurricane.
But none of that may be true. The most important thing here is the quiet observation, the care taken. It's easy to forget how important that is.