Sunday Edition: Quiet Questions on a Rainy Afternoon

... things i wonder as the seasons change

Photo by Valeria Strogoteanu on Unsplash

They say that multi-tasking is unhealthy and 
      one-thing-at-a-time is more productive
but today the tv is muted with the tennis match on 
                  and the dog is snoring and 
                                the rain's soft percussion plays on the metal roof 

And i'm wondering why the blue jay wants to chase the wren off the feeder 
       when there's plenty for everyone?

And what do any of us really need but a breath of peace
     and a warm memory and quiet hymn of hope?

And i wonder: if i have five thousand more days
    or only five
        what Light will i bear?
 And is it too much to ask that i might illumine a dark night 
          for a kindred soul
                ... or is that too small a dream?

And what about the tears to come?  
       Maybe they can water a seed along the way?

And i wonder this too:
    Does the snoring dog or the cheering crowd 
         or the bossy bluejay 
              know how much i love them?

And i wonder, do you?