a perfect day

did
you
smell
today’s promise in
the waning night
air:
crisply thin,
and growing?

did
you
see
the morning sky
wink
as storks skipped
‘cross the ether
into a rising flame?

did
you
taste
the delicate pines
dripping mist and magic,
and memories?

did
you
hear
the robins, and tits and
crows all laugh
with the old chortling mamas
swimming in love?

surely you felt
that
tingling spark of
recognition
singe your soul, when the grizzled stranger
smiled
just for you.

rare indeed,
are days lacking
in such love
and wonder.

I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus. View all posts by nomisyar

Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on 03 November 2022.