This life

The life I manifest is

Filled with light and laugh

And love and trees and birds

Singing up above.

It's rich with gifts of

Food and friends and

Wide open sunsets

Washing over.

A life of still evening

Burst with cicada roar

Of hushed whispers

And soft touch.

A pen in hand and paper

Filled with words and

Thoughts and hopes and

Dreams for us.

For us all perhaps, but

Mainly for us 'specially

Our stories lived bright

And writ small.

This life I manifest is

Grand and it is small,

Simple and rich and

Extraordinary.