Disk

The sun a disk of light. The flowers of purple nectar. My mind reflects. I am here. Yet, I am also with the women marching today…
Today was the Women’s March
Many cities and even in Washington DC
They are marching …

I felt connected to it all-
Yet, today we cleaned the gutters,
As husband was on the roof
With a long powerful hose,
I waited to clean
the dark
Mud, leaves and earthy smelling mire-slush.

As I waited,
I looked into the pool
Clean and blue
I saw the sun
A round perfect sun.
Bright and surrounded
By clouds
as many cauliflowers
And I thought…

“How lovely and bright the sun is, will it hurt my eyes to stare so long?”

I kept looking into the pool
Watching the sun.
A reflection in a clean pool.
A crow flew between us,
The whole reflection and my single view of the sun.

Droplets from the power hose
Rippled in the pool water
I looked away…
A hummingbird stopped in front of me,
Long enough to see a red beating breast.
Then was gone.

I gazed at the sun
The grey clouds
The ripples in the clean pool.

I also thought upon the women’s march…

Earlier, I was in front of my home
I studied the falling rosemary
Exploding with fresh, delicate purple flowers.
The rain also brought the many marching honey bees.

The sun a disk of light. The flowers of purple nectar. My mind reflects. I am here. Yet, I am also with the women marching today…
Today was the Women’s March
Many cities and even in Washington DC
They marched…

Jan./ 22/17 HF