More than “Morning Meditation”
More than “Mere Poetry”
The window divides
without distraction
without enter-action
I revel in the richness of it all
Like a serendipitous text message
Like an unexpected yet oh-so-timely call
from my sweetheart
The window knows
what I have seen
through its framing
despite its naming
Even my Dark friend has to “like” it
I move now without pain
I move now with hidden brain
Savoring its sweet nectar
I prattle a bit
as I rattle out this bit
a bit
over-done
as only I can
——
Blessed…
m(___)m
