~ Michael S. Glaser
Let us seek to paint what we experience here…
not in detail, but broad brush strokes
capturing sunlight and the shadows that lace
the gravel paths, the grass,
the flowers, radiant in their beds.
and the sky, its white clouds drifting against the blue.
Everything as it is, insists on itself:
the song birds, the owls, the lady bugs
each a reminder of this opportunity
for adoration, for doing and saying nothing,
for embracing, as we might,
the generous gift of this garden light.