
first light this morning
later than it was last week
walking in the dark
small souls on a small planet
noticing the small changes

first light this morning
later than it was last week
walking in the dark
small souls on a small planet
noticing the small changes

across the divide
easy to see in nature
not so with humans
arbitrary boundaries
hard for some to overcome

full moon slides past clouds
the scent of magnolias
recalling past walks
child alone on moonlit path
finding comfort from afar

this July’s hot days
fusing with all the others
eternal summer
the hopes and dreams of last spring
whittled and left to endure

a slice of heaven
may be not as good as some
better than others
be happy with those joyful
and grieve with those suffering