Days like this

Days like this,

It’s easy enough to understand

how a springing plant

can do nothing all day

but bask and expand,

reaching out the pleats

of newly unsheathed leaves,

drawing water up,

making sugar from the sun

And it’s easy to sense

that it’s enough

to lie around like a cat,

every rise and fall of breath

a purr of gratitude

for how it feels right now.

There’s a full job description

in the attention

to the precise gift

of this moment —

The need to witness it

can’t be neglected.

Days like this

It’s easy enough

to claim the task of being —

A sweet duty

not to leave undone.

©Wendy Mulhern

March 23, 2013