lenten journal: perspective


    when I walked outside this morning
    there was enough moisture in the air
    from last night’s thunderstorm
    to make me feel close to the ocean
    and aware of my place in the world

    the lettuces that lived through
    what passes for winter around here
    have gone to flowering, a display
    of well-deserved botanical arrogance
    and I am aware of my place . . .

    this evening I watched butterflies
    dance among the spring weeds
    that have started without me
    and I picked two hands full of
    kale to cook up for dinner

    now the schnauzers are sleeping
    in tandem, tired from our walk
    and I am soon to follow suit
    hoping for a dream of walking
    down a long stretch of sand


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