Retreat

Birdsong- a chatter and ringing in the trees.

Heard but not seen.

Breeze - a rippling of leaves. 

Then, a scattering of shimmery seedpod.

Bursting, floating with possibility.

Love - a nun’s smile.

Direction, as she points to the right text for evening prayer.

A hug felt; a line to God.

Awareness - noticing the ark of an entire day,

Sunrise to gentle twilight.

Fullness - all the hours drenched in the goodness of God.