That any of this –
sky-gazing children, smirking pharmaceutical executives,
moon-lit rivers, slouching teenagers,
deep-diving whales, soaring sea gulls,
poisonous mushrooms, budding dogwoods,
slithering copperheads, crass politicians,
web-spinning spiders, and, yes, even me
at my best and at my worst –
that any of this should exist
is both marvel and mystery.
May we look directly.
May we look beneath and beyond to
the sacred thread of life running through it all.