TO BEGIN THE DAY

The air at Dawn is a good recipe.

Breathing in and out I seek clarity.

Sunlight shifts through the woods, funhouse mirrors.

When I walk among the trees I’m nearer

Chit-chat Barn Swallows, Avian Gossips;

when they stream overhead their talk blossoms.

A Red-Tailed Hawk soared between pine “summits.”

Soon after, a second Hawk followed.  “COMING!”

Slick ice on the road facilitates whit.

A ripped-up mailbox lays aside it.

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