Thursday, March 14, 2019


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.
I’ve begun to try
to live in a constant
state of wonder
documenting the little
miracles, one by one.

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