Offerings
offerings quiet home retreat feeding ourselves empty calendar deep-hearted friends steady rain welcome backdrop despite the downpour birds busy at feeders two hawks appear we pull out bird guides not red-tailed, red-shouldered— Sibley’s decides they screech and pose, one a bare apple branch the other atop a post even at rest their power presence shines next meditation: physical objects arise in space in what does space arise? events arise in time in what does time arise?
Their power presence does shine. Seeing a hawk stops me in my tracks every time
last two stanzas--
heart-stopping
breath-taking
into the One