Something about
the quiet forest neighborhood this morning -the slow lazy
Saturday waking
the clarity of the path necessary foreword
the sleeping in next door with kids elsewhere
One wondrous man
his coffee in hand
leaning in to my urging
to buy that plane ticket
and put off the roof;
the unfinished bathroom
...a riot of avians at the feeders before me
the enormous pup lying across the back of the sofa, watching
As we drift with certainty
from January thaw
to getting down to the seriousness
of New England winter
As quiet true realizations arrive
bidden or not
on a dark winter morn
that take root
in your rich life's soil
and if you do the work
shall grow
the quiet forest neighborhood this morning -the slow lazy
Saturday waking
the clarity of the path necessary foreword
the sleeping in next door with kids elsewhere
One wondrous man
his coffee in hand
leaning in to my urging
to buy that plane ticket
and put off the roof;
the unfinished bathroom
...a riot of avians at the feeders before me
the enormous pup lying across the back of the sofa, watching
As we drift with certainty
from January thaw
to getting down to the seriousness
of New England winter
As quiet true realizations arrive
bidden or not
on a dark winter morn
that take root
in your rich life's soil
and if you do the work
shall grow
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