thank you
stream trickling under the house
kisses
the low hum of the ferries that wakes me up at 5am
so that i can make love instead of sleep
beets thyme oven struggle

thank you for being in my life

coffee
inadequacy
the breeze that blows the moss
gravity

kayaking and the sun
seals that come to visit
bellas loud yawning

thank you chances
hot water and ice

if you sit still and wait it'll come to you

the blanket of bird voice
my ring
old gumboots
distribution
answers to questions asked

i don't want to be afraid of being alone
being left
speaking my mind

mind will continue to run on and on
with my believing in it
or not

lions bay
discovery
quiet space filled up with the sound of a running saw
someone is cutting something

yesterday i saw a man trying to blow wet cherry blossom petals
off his driveway with an electric leaf blower
perfect pink-white circles
quietly lay on the cement
i want to suggest he use a broom
something quiet
or
just let them be
go for a walk instead
like me

somehow i think what i believe is better than what he believes
don't we all?
we think our way is the best way

but we can let go of our concepts beliefs

who would i be if i treated myself with absolute care?