Beatitudes

Blessed is the morning

Blessed is the coffee

Blessed is the sun before the rain

Blessed are the birds

that dampen the traffic noise

Blessed is the train that wails

and the siren song that fades

Blessed is the drone of the plane

that stays aloft

Blessed are the dog walkers, the couples,

the skateboarders, the bike riders,

the joggers, the mommies pushing strollers,

the daddies carrying daughters on shoulders

Blessed are the lonely

Blessed is the greening tree

Blessed are the flowers that grow wild

Blessed is the broken fence rail

that I step over to enter the park

Blessed is the cat that chases the squirrel

and the dog that scares the cat

Blessed is the silent leaf blower

when the neighbor takes a break

Blessed is the moss that fills

the empty spaces with color

Blessed is the blue recycling bin

that sits outside our kitchen door

Blessed is the half-warm coffee refill

Blessed is the card stock

magazine ad that falls at my feet

for it shall become a book mark

3-28-21