Suddenly everything is bell.
The bright clang of the spoon
stirring in the metal pot.
The scraping black note of crow.
Creak in the porch board
as I step into shadow.
Horn of a passing car.
What isn’t a call to attention?
Horse whinny. Airplane hum.
Dishwasher whirr. What
isn’t a bell to wake us up,
remind us to bring our attention
here. Whisper of leaves.
Squeak of the door hinge.
The small sigh escaping our lips.
Imagery in spades! Love it!
well, there is the small matter that I missed the meditation! I was so bummed! BUT it did have this happy side effect. 🙂