Monday, July 12, 2010

listening skies

I heard someone
use those two words
just last week –
I can’t remember who –
but they came back
this morning as

I stepped out
of my little hilltop
cabin at camp
under a cloudy
canopy of attention

I had yet to speak
yet the conversation
had already begun
in the languages
of leaves and larks
and grasshoppers

the gentle gallop
of the Great Dane's
giant greeting
the skies listening
but not for me
I did best to listen, too
and wait my turn


Greta said...

Perfect, Milton. :)

Sarah said...

love this.