Saturday, March 12, 2016

Silent retreat

Home paying attention to smaller things, and some bigger.

Everyone called:
Loved ones,
Puzzling ones,
Ones I still ponder.
Today is for pondering
Today is for walking
Today is for waiting
To find out
What’s next,
My own silent retreat
With cats and turtle,
And hopefully,
The rhubarb begins
To emerge.
Perhaps I will make rhubarb sauce
This year.
Perhaps I will give the rhubarb away.
So much is unknown.
So much is
Yet to be determined.

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