poem: aging and the solace
of small creatures and the
great cosmos

a trinity of sparrows in flight
a pair of bluebirds roosting
a solitary chipmunk scurrying

in the little wood
on Bird Heaven Hill
just outside our door

observing endless activity
with amazement,
gratitude, and solace

the chaotic world swirls about,
we two elders forever mindful
of our cosmic harmonic wholeness

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
June 10, 2022

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