Voluto

I have been delivered here

Today; there are ideas to explore.

I’m beguiled with breaths to breathe,

Busy with signs to watch for.

A distant siren pierces the cold

Stillness of the morning air

The first cool exhale of autumn

Starts to strip flower stalks bare.

I can see a dawn streaked cloud

Crossing the sky; a falling leaf

From a late flower; a drowsy bee

Droning, powered by self-belief.

Life emerges from the dull

The unremarkable, the small.

The universe is here, unfolding.

I don’t need to move at all.

Ó Teresa Durran 180903