Silent retreat

Home paying attention to smaller things, and some bigger.

Yesterday

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,

Cranes.

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.