they're there
quite quiet
as the dawn sweeps across the planet

I meditate in the April light

new leaves and fading blossom
it turns
it turns
our planet
the solar system embedded in the Orion Arm
our galaxy
turns

birds wheel in flight

the mud slowly settles
in the stirred mind

note and
breathe

they're there,
my thoughts,
of you and the blue sky,
I let them go
and start my day