We’re here right now in this present moment

a small fraction

of the time.

The rest

of

the

time, we’re

adrift in

thoughts and feelings

that take us to non-existent places.

                                                                                  JDG

When discomfort grows, why keep walking in

tired old shoes

on paths so

over

trod?

                                                                               JDG

There’s a light glowing in each one of us

even on dark 

days and nights.

Be still.

Look.

                                                                          JDG

Birds, bees, and butterflies flit here and there,

reminding us

of how we

used to

be.

                                                                          JDG

We take the first step toward finding ourselves

when we can once

acknowledge

we’ve been

lost.

                                                                                 JDG

I toss this poem into the ocean

of written words

and hope it

doesn’t

sink.

                                               JDG

Across the sun-swept hills, a small bird flies

seeking something

beyond as

we do

too.

                                                                   JDG

Love in the time of coronavirus –

elbow bumping,

hand washing,

paid time

off.

                                                 JDG