Stepping out of my box

It's been nearly a year since I've posted here.  Maybe there's too much to be said, too private, just too much.  Retirement and where we live makes the virus a bit easier to navigate.  

With this newfound time, I've found several free courses to take on the internet.  I started this one yesterday.  This morning I posted my poem from yesterday's lesson in the class community room.  Much to my surprise, it was well-received.  The lesson, finding awe in everyday moments.

the first glimpse is dark

the scoop, like sand

the smell familiar

memories triggered

the anticipation

it’s our choice not to hurry it

but sleep is not so far gone

it threatens to return

and yet, it’s so much better to wait

when allowed to percolate

the weight of the cup

the softening of the milk

the warmth of the swallow

the fog begins to lift and

sleep retreats

If you're interested you can find the course here.