A Warm Day

Warm weather sneaks in between crossed off days in  February.
There is delight in what slips in.
A beautiful walk in which thought daunts nothing.
A few wisps curl around the edges
Mostly here and there and 
the occasional smile from strangers.
Work is on the way,  I relax.


Two women say "what a beautiful house,
imagine living on the top floor"
"I used to live there," I say,
"And it was nice."
How strange they know the best room at once.
Delight all around. A new appreciation of 
simple coincidence.


A bird encountered boldly on a branch,
flies off when my steps come near.
The cat cripples a bird and plays with it before killing.
My birdseed is a neon sign for a cat buffet.
Me, ruffled, the cat pleased, and God pleased in any case.
Nature always wins.
The day unfolds without needing  my blessing.
It is enough.