solace
when the world is dim
and tyrants reign
I seek small signs
the Anna’s iridescence
flashing at the feeder
goldfinches’ sunshine
jasmine blossoms
now wind’s confetti
truth’s openness
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Small signs yet greatly rewarding
Nature, inner peace, grace … just may be what matters most, the rest is just a movie to watch for now.