Eyes planted on a corner ~ pods dance from limb to limb
holding on for dear life
old growth Elms shadow print triangles, squares, and parallelograms
prehistoric creatures strutting on an over grown pittosporum tenuifolium  

Warm winds dance in 4/4 time as crows circle
laughing at us trying to make sense of their algorithm
and afternoon shadows brace and embrace mindlessly
driven by checked-out overscheduled robots trying too hard to chauffeur
on a spinning hamster wheel of gotta have it all  

An elder woman walks alone cane in hand
stops to bend and nod into a carriage pram
baby looks up with her gummy grin
and for a moment the one who has seen so many afternoons
and the one who’s seen but a few ~ bless each other with the
beauty of beginnings and wondrous wonder of wise endings  

Vignettes directed through the eyes of generous windows
Windows of old and new souls
Windows of Nature’s bright-eyed balance
as the curtains open and close