[203] Sweet Romance

Life buzzes with things that surround us

so many things—near, far—gently showing up

or making a fuss, and I, a grain of sand amongst the flux.

Yesterday, I chose to be a rock, sitting still

Today—a butterfly, fluttering about

Days and nights fill me, as I toss doubt.

Am I to be a rock or a butterfly?

Then I wonder, does it matter? Do I have to choose?

Don't those without sight see by listening?

Don't those who can't hear listen by seeing?

Perhaps tomorrow, I will simply show up

aware, not thinking, I will listen and see

...like a grain of sand listening to the ocean breeze

seeing sandcastles built, disappearing, creating space...

in the act of living, lacing and unlacing my marvelous dance

with each passing of the sun, the moon, and happenstance

—we find our own, sweet romance

in the buzzing of all the things.