Sunday, March 18, 2012

Each Day

The curtain
rises on another day

reminding me
of fortuitous existence

in the midst
of satisfying spaces

with
pinkish sky
waking woods
mist-covered field
cheerful birdsong
inside warmth
smell of coffee
a sweet on the tongue

familiar fabric
of sensory connections

re-woven
through evolving years

wrapping me
in its daily welcome.

Almost a Fossil

Slithered into narrow niche
beneath limestone overhang

only refuge from thunderous storm
along exposed, Swiss hiking slope

grateful for protective shelter
against nature's raging moment

until I solemnly contemplate
unsupported bulk above

primed to crush me into a fossil
hid for multi-millennial time

yet quite a fitting, final imprint
for this rock-enamored scholar.