I shall sit here and wonder

Wonder for a while

For all the things I’ve yet to do

And, all the things I’ve done

Why, I shall sit here

And wonder

Wonder for a while

~Athey Thompson

simple in the ways of hopefulness….

inquiry for today~ measure your love through the lens of ease….

all the things left to do…

The rain falls and falls
cool, bottomless, and prehistoric
falls like night —
not an ablution
not a baptism
just a small reason
to remember
all we know of Heaven
to remember
we are still here
with our love songs and our wars,
our space telescopes and our table tennis.

Here too
in the wet grass
half a shell
of a robin’s egg
shimmers
blue as a newborn star
fragile as a world.

~Maria Popova