Let your footsteps keep you company
on your journey, let your awe transform 
you, like jellyfish, weary of adulthood 
reversing its life cycle to return to infancy, 
Let the wood frogs in Appalachia, 
bewitch you, freezing solid in January,
as if they are faking their own death,
but resurrecting their breath come Passover.
Let your own heartbeat surprise you,
the way it keeps time
to your soul’s longing, the way 
your breath keeps you alive 
Let the new shoots of Bermuda 
on your lawn astound you 
with their abundance, 
the scent of honeysuckle 
permeating air from here to Santa Fe.
Let your wonder radiate like the glacier 
bleeding red in Antarctica. Let your amazement
shine like the glowing star fields on the beach,
each new day brilliant with astonishment,
waiting for you to see it with new eyes