Day By Day

October 4, 2010

I have seen the fields of lavender

And watched a thousand blossoms close

Marvelled as the sunflowers turned

When the Great One in his chariot rose.

I have known the touch of winter’s hands

Whose frozen rivers called to me

Have borne the heat of a tropic noon

Where lay my spirit’s destiny.

I have worked the baked adobe soil

And struggled to plant in gumbo clay

Wearied from a life of toil

I live in the moment, day by day.