Breakfast Shortly After Midnight

You are about quiet.
The long walk.
Meditation.
Working the garden.

You neither win nor lose.
You live breath to breath.
In the not too long ago.
And the not quite yet.

You crafted peace
like a walnut rocking chair
sanded stained
and shellacked.

You savor your gray hair
like the gray rainclouds
and what the loss of each
from the wind means.

Behind it all is a song.
Your song.
Slow motion sips
from a never empty cup.

copyright © 2022 Kenneth P. Gurney

2 thoughts on “Breakfast Shortly After Midnight

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s