Composed

Make the best you can of it. 
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays
-Wendell Berry, “How to Be a Poet"

War rages, a plague still 
takes lives, winter seems to linger
weeks past the vernal equinox,
you’re running out of eggs, your will
is not yet finalized, but still you 
Make the best you can of it

Purple crocus blooms in muddy gardens
Even cold spring rains do not require
shoveling the walkway, you can arise 
before dawn, sip your coffee in the quiet
as the glow gradually grows in meditation
Of the little words that come

Rising early when even the cat still slumbers,
you can be at home with this peace,
look to the skies shared by all people, 
feel connections with those you
will never meet, send lovingkindness
out of the silence, like prayers

While computers are still in sleep mode, 
the news has not yet violenced your morning 
this is the time for composure
words into thoughts, thoughts into lines,
lines into a poem that is
prayed back to the one who prays

The NaPoWriMo prompt for Day Three is to write a poetic form called a ‘glosa’. Read more about this form at the Day Three site.
Italicized lines above were written by Wendell Berry, a section from one of my favorite poems, How to Be a Poet. It is certainly worth the read.

Photo of a sunrise as viewed from my front porch.

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