Monday, April 18, 2022

infinite openings
overhead and underfoot
boundless springs tightly wound
listening for the call
to unfurl forever
their lives their sole response

How come we, friends, to choose
which lucky sprigs to pluck?
Which yellow to follow,
green to deepen and grow,
branch to hold, stone to step,
thought to spill from our pen?

love notes
a ritual to start the work week