This day

just tending a few roses

for a friend,

watching birds in their particular

modes of flight

and thinking how

they already participate

in paradise- less interruptedly than us- and

watching art documentaries

considering how to symbolize things well;

went to the empty cathedral this morning

and prayed alone, or with all those saints

on the walls…

tried to just listen to people’s hearts as they passed by

the church.

It’s a good day-

now for some coffee.

My neighbor, Joshua, has a bubble machine

for his daughters, turned on high today, so

bubbles fill the air over the garden….

he’s an artists and gets fresh fish delivered to his house today-i

think i’ll head over there later

to be with kids and bubbles,

maybe eat some grilled fish…

that’s where i belong!

It’s a good day

as i said.