feather flows

on water’s tread

the texture of ripples

from ducks’ swimming

maneuvers

.

the moss on the bank

with another layer of

fine hairs ascending up

beyond its ground cover,

velvety-rich and green

.

damp soil from

morning rain

the kind of rain that

eases the mind’s response

to a new

day

and suggests rainboots

.

once more a cuddle delays

putting on the lights,

opening smooth curtains,

and revealing the misted vistas

beyond window’s inside light reflection

softening and aglow

.

steep the tea in a kettle

for longer,

saturating, steaming

then tasting a

rendering of flowers

on an untouched palate,

.

thus begins the day.