i dropped them off for the second day in a row.
we weren't late. not a chance. they were hurrying me along.
then i took my sweet time. not hurrying at all. to look in some shops that i felt like stopping in.
when i returned home, there was this brown-dog waiting for me.
so, i played with her, in the lovely, warm, quiet air.
and admired my flowers
and the little trees that i've been nurtuing along, ever since i found them growing there, three summers ago
and i thought about words. a lot. and how sung, or written, they can make me feel. feel so deeply.
out in the quiet sunlight of the late morning, i was peaceful.
keep the earth below my feet
for all my sweat, my blood runs weak
let me learn from where i have been
keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn
words and music found here