Only if things would stop happening.
A flurry of appointments, a call,
A matter of money, a walk in on me while
A thought can’t wait to be put down.

I’m staring at the sunset, all is calm.
Raindrops in the puddles, brighter
And brighter still. Then poof,
Down she goes and we are swamped with

The surge of life, the social calls,
The dressing up to look conscious
When I’m not. But why not just say no.
Enough is going on just looking out the window.

Brighter and brighter still now
The hour after the sunball drops.
They say at the end one sees a bright light
But how will you ever if they keep interupting you.

I’m watching again, all is calm
A few minutes at the window
To read a psalm
Rake my last wind row.