opening the way to something new
I step out to do what is routine a walk
downtown around the neighborhood across the parks
only my feet know where we will step today and I simply follow
along for this morning bit and yet
when the toes turn and take me back through the door
to the bodies waking now late I say to begin their steps into this
through the door to take up broom or brush
fluff a weekend of delight and neglect back into place
smiling as I do because this is the love I do
smiling as I do at these faces and the places set into their lives now as
they’ve let their feet take them into this place
alongside me
I get a better sense
I understand something new
I take up a thought, turn it over in my hand like a rock tossed smooth and grey among the leaves
we all blossom when we least expect it