I stare into the crystal clear water and watchMy life flow by in only a way nature can make it.My eyes wander to the treesand notice the pattern of the shadowthe tree casts upon the rough black rocks.It is then I realize every aspect of the creek—the fish, the sun flowers and morning flowers,and a patch of purple lilies.My world—with its plants and animals,loud green frogs and slithery, scaly snakes.There is so much spaceyearning to be discovered,and I feel the need to explore it.I look up at the skyand realize just how lucky I am to be here—a place just behind my house, a place I can be aloneand let my thoughts run wild.So, tell me now,where do you feel at peace?Where, is your world?