and the simplest things become the most difficult?
time warp of days with the same
'ol thing on the stove
then don't taste the food
when you eat it as thoughts speed ahead
with their many merrily and magnanimous
memories emerging back out onto the opposite
side of day and keep bouncing,
bouncing back and forth between the twinkling
twilight and a thousand yellow sunny rays
of sacred morning.


Sara Fielder © Oct 2022