Outside And In

Outside my window

there’s a frenzy of flying things:

wasps and bees, butterflies and hummingbirds.

I watch for a moment and then

let myself be transported to another realm.

I close my eyes and settle in for a sweet afternoon nap.

No flapping is needed.



As I get older

an unexpected, gently

spreading calm has grown.

It doesn’t mean life’s problems

have been solved or that

tension and drama have fled

the scene, but somehow

I’m becoming aware of

calm’s presence even

there and learning to root myself

in the settled spaces in between.