Sitting on my porch,
Watching the world pass by.
Enjoying the minor changes,
The green grass grows tall and the birds fly high.

The joy is in the small details.
Fluffy white clouds appear then dissolve.
Birds land, then quickly fly away
While the world continues to revolve

The trees bend in the breeze
The blue sky above the treetops
Below at the roots: dark soil and dead leaves.
Mixed with the debris: a clutter of small rocks.

A yellow bi-plane flies above
Setting up to spray the fields
No doubt his work and planning
Results in a huge harvest yield

Sitting on my porch
Watching the world go by
The joy is in the details
Whether on the ground or in the blue sky.