If you stop and look at anything that wasn’t human-made, you can see this simple, peaceful, and necessary existence- then, when you look back, you see this unnecessarily busy, contradictory, and self-defeating one- and it happens to be the only one you saw only moments before. Maybe it’s time to improve it?

Random thoughts after looking out the window and becoming fixated on the blowing trees in the wind and rain, and ignoring the busy traffic and hub-bub everyone else is constantly so involved in.

I wrote this short post many years ago, but recently had a similar experience at work while looking at beautiful southern California mountains on an overcast day after days of rain.  It caused me to write the following poem for my third volume of poetry:

DREAMING OF COVER

Gentle mist rests on hill's side

Stoic mountains create a calm

Silence embraces an overcast sky

Hearing my breath catch a tree's balm

The world is at peace

and I am as well

No problems to cease

as far as I can tell

The truth in certainty

is that this isn't real

But maybe serenity

is something all should feel

Disrupting nature is charged to humans alone

There's no accountability to those who threw the first stone

They are long gone so clearly fairness is not at play

Reality is that things just don't work that way

No heroes will come

No saviors will spawn

What's done is done

through dusk and through dawn

It will always be up to those who are here

to restore a balance and overcome fear