Nature is the most generous and helpful teacher. So many of my poems come when I'm watering the flowers, or picking tomatoes, or walking my dog. The natural world teaches me over and over that the way my mind likes to categorize, divide, and subtract is great for mathematics, but not so great for living. The natural world, over and over, changes how I see.
Inviting the weather
“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.” - Pema Chödrön
If I'm sky and the rest
is only weather, I want
to know: do the sunny days
balance the rain? And can
I know the weather report,
so I can at least glimpse
what's coming – or bring
an umbrella? Are there
seasons to the weather?
And when it storms, and
then shines, does the sky
grow wider and taller
like the trees?
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