I wrote this a couple of weeks ago on a cool spring morning. I found it restful to shift my emotional and visual focus from the earth to the sky.
Looking Up
The geese are flying east,
their vee a perfect social distance
as always
Birds in the nearby trees chirp
unseen but felt in my heart
open to this cool spring morning
Sky is blue
Clouds fluffy white
The trees are in repose
as though basking in the quiet
of the Now
I breathe in rhythm
to their calm presence
A plane flies west,
white trail evaporating
against the blue sky
Looking up I feel connected
to a world whole and huge
and speckled with more
than anxiety and fear
The world goes on
with or without me
Its beauty maintains and continues
There is so much comfort in that
So much comfort
Ruth Farmer