THE WEAVE:
Neptune writes
a letter, to Mars…
Hey buddy,
My routine
is growing. After
the deep breath,
and the two glasses
of Water, I boil
oatmeal, and make coffee.
And I drink it, while I
check my e-mail, and write
poetry, if it wants to
come. 10 minutes before
Sunrise, I walk to
the park, and plop beneath
a Tree, like a ripened fruit.
I focus my attention
on a fallen leaf,
or a piece of dog poop,
and notice the Light
change as the World
wakes, around me. Sunny
and I say, "Hi," and then
I trail my fingers over
the bark, as I turn
home. Today I ran. We will
see what grows,
After.
Love,
Big Blue