Happy Day

Hallelujahs all around!  An all-inclusive Glory Be!  Mendelssohn and Rimsky-Korsikov  festival music with timpani and brass at breakfast.  It feels great to be alive, any day!  My Easter-oriented upbringing is always in the background, even though I’m facing Eastern lately.  May JOY be universal, however you find it.

Today’s poetry prompt for NaPoWriMo was simply to go outside with a notebook and perhaps a camera and write a poem.  So I did.  I didn’t go any further than 4 steps beyond my porch stairs, sat down beneath the maple tree, and opened up.  Miracles are all around.

Glorious ordinary wholly happy day

Treasure-hunting among the obvious

I shall not be in want

Fresh dandelions, wind-blown chimes

Bacon, my kitchen incense

Strawberries’ radiant red miracle

Greenery below, above; and vaulted space

A sanctuary innocent, unstained by shame

I call it Life.

11 thoughts on “Happy Day

  1. Whether Pattern

    I stop to
    consider the who
    the how
    the what
    the which
    I don’t know any more
    than what I started with

    the surf breaks
    clattering through stones
    with insistent carelessness
    the wind
    the sky closed white
    the debris
    are satisfied with not knowing
    whether any more is

  2. great photos! i love the colours that are exposed i find myself smiling 🙂 and your poem is o so comforting, almost as if i’m outside that window smelling the bacon and smiling, thanks so much for sharing 🙂

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