The contentment found in gratefulness is not about “standing still”

but showing up to your life and being present,

always aware of the invitations before you;

a receiving rather than a seeking.

~Joe Primo

you can know this too…

inquiry for today~ where will go now?

eyes of wonder…

There are still your stories, still stars

in the pine trees. There are still children

making their way back from schol,trying

not to step on cracks in the sidewalk,

believing it matters. There are still mothers

kneeling in the ruins, promising

the gunshots aren’t coming.

There are still fathers

alone in the night, the wounds in them

like mule-deer in the orchards, trying not

to clack their antlers. There is still

the heart, the moon.

Come, loves, let’s stand here

after madness. The world

is not over, only broken.

There are old books, there are horses

in the lemon trees. There are children, still,

waiting in the classrooms, looking up

with tired eyes full of wonder.

Look at them.

There is work we have to do.

~Joseph Fasano