Poems From The Porch
I brought a folding chair out to the field to watch the sunrise
and toasted the morning with my coffee,
just because I could.
This moment now—this one sitting by the fire and hearing it crackle,
this one being dazzled by lavender, pink, and peach hues,
this one listening to the wind move through the trees
and feeling the cat on my lap silently kneading
This moment now—this one writing in my journal
and hearing my husband in the kitchen,
this one feeling a furry kitty give my finger an affectionate lick
and petting, in rounds, each of the three cats on my lap
Now the sun has finally cast its rays upon the grass,
enlightening the day,
and the eyes of my soul are also filled with light
and the gratitude that only present moment awareness can bring.