when I opened my eyes,
the earth had made it’s way around the sun,
Water had fallen from the skies,
nourishing the earth.
The air smelled of earth and dampness,
but was still available for inhaling.
The grass shined green.
Squirrels scurried with black walnut seeds,
After all of my fret
and yesterday’s furious action
checking off lists of to-do,
didn’t seem to care.
And I thought,