The glass is empty

And full


Clear and bone dry


Runs out over the top

Falling through space

Landing and disappearing

In the green grass


And dark earth

Of another day

Perennials come and go with the words

Beauty abounds and lies all around


We retreat

To the long shadows

Beneath the white clouds and green trees

A gentle laughter


Holds me by the shoulders

Wind fills my ears

Hair blows in my face

The presence - pulled deep into my lungs


As I close my eyes

I am overcome