
watching coffee drip
not quite tea ceremony
still wakes up the soul

watching coffee drip
not quite tea ceremony
still wakes up the soul

changes in routine
even for the holidays
disrupting the flow
day after day
in a pond stocked with no fish
a stork hunts the clouds
it’s hard to follow
“Don’t let your hearts be troubled”
when we do nothing
miracles only happen
when we each do our small part
in frozen stillness
an extension of dead branch
Master Red-tailed Hawk