I would have slept in this morning, but it was important to attend church.
Tonight I have chosen not to attend the renewal of ordination vows. I feel ordained enough to last the year.
The fall light filters through trees, still green; the grackles are massing. I claim this spot, this particular spot, filled with background grackles.
Some moments are defined
By the choice we make
To be absent to one thing,
So we can be present
To another,
Even present to ourselves
On a late afternoon
In mid-October
Fall light with background grackles,
My beloved at work
In the other room
And me
Here
In this one.
