I have nothing to say to you.
I listen quietly for your voice.
I clear my self tip to toe for what will come.
Hush mind. Hush my heart. Body be quiet with your complaints. Spirit drop your expectations.
I am here at the end of the day hoping for a message to end the day like the one that I began with you this morning outside picking up the paper in my bathrobe.
Remember? We looked over the roofline hoping to see the rest of the moon, the leftover after its waning in cloudless skies.
The morning was breathless as I saw trees in the park allowing their bright yellow to be seen, as their green evaporated and they fell panting to the ground in colorful abundance.
Such a start to my day, our day.
I happily walked grandkids to the school bus with Tawny, my red golden Retreiver. She was happy.
I felt so good walking today that I continued past the park down Summerfield where all the new houses are complete or started, save one. Over half are sold and most of them occupied in houses not yet a year old.
No birds, no redwing blackbirds, sang in the wetland next door to the new houses. To early? Too late? Come back after the rains.
The day has been filled with chats with my wife, and touches, and food fresh from the garden that is lowering my glucose levels in the morning.
Planes are heard outside my window tonight after the warm day, because the airport is only a few miles away.
My dog is tired of being thrown off the bed and sleeps by the door. She will join me later in the night and cuddle me off the bed.
I eagerly await our new meditative time early in the morning. I expect nothing but I’m all eyes for what new thing I might see.
So since I have nothing to say, I’ll just say goodnight.
Thanks for today.
I love you
– Small town boy