I wrote this in 2020 during the pandemic. There were good days and bad days during lockdown...this was a good day.
Today was a good day
a little light peaks
awakened eyes
staring down possibilities
wiggling and stretching
fingertips lined like
the birds in the sky
swoop down past children
giggling outside
It was a good day
humans connecting,
helping, easing souls
reaching out, standing strong
like peaks of mountains
rocks trickle down
collecting and spreading to
billions of breaths
gently, but fearlessly
Today was a good day
as dusk approached
defeat faded into stillness
calamity into blessings
silence into a distant dog barking
bodies slowing, but rippling
like reflections in the water
giving in like the sun
when the day is done















