for Alice
How light shapes and surprises
what we fix upon to view
when we stop to look
and rest our thoughts anew.
We claim nature’s space,
if momentarily, as our own.
As when light reflects
upon water calm and deep
there is this never quite
stillness there, that keeps
flickering in restless intent
to break and change.
This you own and hold
to all you are and do,
you who foster slow time,
quietness, silence too,
bringing beauty’s truth
to all you find and form.