focus

the nights are clear

the stars out

while the almost full moon

is sailing across its ocean

every tree seems to have

a bird

singing faithfully every morning

while light increases

and the first flowers unfold

bringing focus into a scattered mind

is like holding on to falling leaves in autumn

yet

somehow peace is

first and foremost

a state of being

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *