My indoor geranium is
getting ready to bud.
In my neighborhood, I’m
surrounded by re-incarnated
monks and nuns.
Mountain lions come down
from the hills to roam
the empty streets.
Hawks are back
nest tending is underway.
I think of my dear friends,
near and far,
the miles are many,
heart distance is as close
as ever.
What we needed to remind us
what’s important
is underway.
Sacrifices have been made
on my behalf,
and the behalf of the many.
I bow to those
who have made them.
I vow to live more graciously,
gratefully, consciously,
of what I do
and where I place
my attention.