4 April 2020, 3:28pm
lines of flowering trees
branches outstretched to toss petals like confetti into my lap.
nowhere to be, alone and content
bearing witness to
the simple radiance of springtime
pink against green and blue against white.
sunlight filtering down onto my page,
casting light over my words
planting freckles on my cheeks
giving brightness to my thoughts.
here i am, blissful, quiet
remembering all over again
what we seem to forget every time
we circle the sun -
that we awaken
year after year