the here
of now
contains everything
Be Where Your Feet Are
Quench
drink deeply
from the marvels and mysteries
of ordinary days
Mere Seconds
be still
to discover how quickly
things change
In The Dooryard Of The Birdhouse
the world
bloomed around us
it was enough just to be
Dearest Neighbor
these slower times
allow for longer visits
with the flowers
Bounce
discovering
joy in
everything
Waiting
raindrops
holding on
to this moment
There Is A Time In November
when right now
comes precisely
into focus
Interval
do nothing
see
everything unfold
Becoming
nothing
to do
but right now