It arrived as seeming magic yesterday morning
like a new reality being seen for the first time
and remains today sharing its glow still.
This touch comes via its recognition –cold but not
A distinct warmth arrives unbidden. The eye
is relieved of its usual work on these mornings
Dispensing with its familiar taint formed of other
kinds of vapor, which we gather throughout our
day to day interactions with this stuff of reality.
Hoarfrost permeates much the same in its blanketing
of every surface nook and cranny, defying gravity, comes
only when called out by the elements, its conspirators.
Colors shift and change, the light dances new dances
–a communion of deep appreciation of living things
that have their own mastery and workings reaches me.
This day to day eye softens its course, lays down its tools,
puts aside whatever ways it’s become accustomed to
seeing the world and takes an in breath, yes, breathes in.
San Cristobal, NM
10 January 2015