The way one raindrop
acts as an image-disrupter
of branches reflected in a puddle,
leaving the branches
just enough time to reassemble
before another raindrop
starts a fresh shimmy;
the way, after months of winter,
birdsong suddenly
accompanies me
on a predawn walk
in the last darkness of night;
the way the slightest of breezes
sets a desiccated oak leaf
skittering like a mouse
across the path on which I walk;
the way one thing ends
and another glorious thing begins:
astonishments one and all.
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| They Was a Little Breeze Stirring 4.25 x 5.5" greeting card; acrylic, ink, pastel, and collage abstract 2021 |
