Wonder

The first thing I saw this morning

as I parted the curtains was a

herd of eight deer,

spread across

the brown winter meadow. The dog

miraculously didn’t bark so I

watched as they grazed.

A few minutes later, a pair of

cardinals landed at the feeder.

It’s been many days since we’ve seen

birds so this appearance felt like

another small miracle.

And one other: as I sat in meditation

just now,

the clouds shifted

and suddenly

I could see

the soft baby

blue color

of the sky.

The forecast didn’t predict

sun. I wonder

why not.

Lately,

I’ve begun to try

to live in a constant

state of wonder

documenting the little

miracles, one by one.