A Days Blessings

What I remember about this day was first waking and forgetting about the time of doing in this moment as I look forward to just being present Brewing coffee of pumpkin spice with cream and cinnamon Lounging to see the daylight rise fast upon windows to the patio and palms then quickened tempo of going off to work a small detour to the mechanic first and coffee at Taza Negra to go The class of musicians arriving ready strums and hums of tuning welcome richness of songs played fully …something I love about Fridays Miles walked in my 800 square foot gallery people come to appreciate this place… artists creativity and a chat while browsing Then the buenos tardes traded as I bicycle home our smiles radiate acceptance Friends gathered in our courtyard games at tables challenging brains as Van Morrison engulfs his smooth voice in our tropical vibes The day ends out there in a pink blaze of good-bye waves like a blanket of rich hues of blue My steps hurry back along familiar woven roads Dusk deepening with stars over my head the smell of soup simmering from beyond my door of the beckoning glow of a lamp to read by Blessings felt in my sigh as I climb into my soft bed and the light is finally turned off to drift into the night of geckos chirping 1-7-2022