I sit here typing
A buzz drifting through the air
Blades of grass shortened
The Tech Savvy Admin
I sit here typing
A buzz drifting through the air
Blades of grass shortened
My mother was born
In a small Washington town
The dusty center
Each creative act
Exploring beauty’s boundaries
Brings more light to being
Morning moves forward
Dawn’s transition fades to light
Life, again, renewed
At times it’s sought out
Others, it’s served up for us
Beauty’s worth finding
Tendrils of the night
Wispy hints of memory
Floating through my dreams
Wind across mountains
Dancing across rocks and mud
My wheels delighting