It is hard to stay focused when the sound of rain calls to me outside the window and I look out and see an amazing array of greens. I could just look out and enjoy the simplicity of play this day.
Here is a poem by Dan Gerber to help place it all in perspective, or not.
A PRIMER OF PARALLEL LIVES
Bees and sprinklers employ the silence,
and a horse screaming over the hill.
According to Euclid, Hades has no depth,
no valleys, no echoes, no heart's embrace.
Now the faintest curve of a sycamore
begins to shine through the fog.
And the window we look out of
becomes the frame in which we're displayed.
- Dan Gerber
