I can breathe, freely, effortlessly, continuously
I take a deep breath, I take another
I smell and taste the pure, cold, air
I look out of my window
Pure white snow covers every blemish
Footprints on the deck: Cat and Squirrel
One behind the other
Dark eyed juncos, Rose finches and the ever-present Sparrows
Some drop the seeds, so others can feed.
Hot steaming coffee, toasty toes, an almond cookie
And then he comes, the scarlet Northern Cardinal
Blood-red on the white snow backdrop
A red rose with wings, a rose that sings
Not now. Not in winter.
But in summer he serenades me every day
I get out of bed, my body works
I open the fridge, it is full
I listen for sounds, no sirens, only birds
My family, my friends, all safe
The world is going mad, but not my world
I watch the news. And I am thankful that I am not ‘news’.
Can I count the favors of my Lord? What is each one worth?
Which of the favors of my Lord will I deny?
I can breathe