early morning
small birds converse
time for tea
poetry, prose, and photography
Here is my contribution to today’s Word of the Day challenge: Grace.
I think a lot about grace. Its importance both to us, and to society. How grace enables humans to function together, and is the magic elixir that ends conflict. And that grace is undervalued, perhaps even reviled. We live in brutal times, my friends.


with sunlight falling
I’m abuzz with distraction
called by electrons

night is complete
dawn’s grace arrives
resisting waking

through the summer’s sun
life drips down upon the earth
bees sing merrily

the well lit blue sky
as summer’s glory descends
birds sing from the trees
the gift of friendship
sunlight shines through darkest clouds
this day filled with grace
movement of my feet
scenes along these quiet streets
suburban whimsy
I came across the cover photo on this evening’s walk. I’ve seen it before, and really get a kick out if it.
It’s really feeling like summer in Seattle. It really hasn’t had the feel until the past few days. Fortunately, it’s not too hot. I’m truly acclimatized to these moderate climes.
each moment grace
talking with friends of fears
as the rain falls
