it’s all those

small things,

all those things

that pass

each day,

 

like the yeasty

aroma of your

morning toast

from the next

armchair over

 

while the tui

outside sings

the rising sun,

 

or the way we

always mention

the weather

between

soft silence

or sips

of coffee

 

or recount

things of note

that we’ve

just read.

 

it’s the little

things like

these

that i soak in

and later recall,

 

things that inspire

and narrate

that elusive quality

of peace

when needed

on difficult

or stressful days.

 

the touchstone

used to invite

calm back

into my world.

 

©Heather Pound 2023

 

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