this day now blossoming

awakening cool of violet dawn

     leads into warming day

eleven a.m.

     and the first bees of the morning now arrive

     drawing in nectar of astonishing white cherry blossoms

to the northwest

     astonishing light blue white haze sky

     and puffy white cloud blossoms over the ridge

lifting my gaze

     from blossom to blossom

my self i notice now

     being here blossoming

     in all this splendor

warming in the wonder of this day

     now blossoming in my eye

and in my ear

     now hearing the music

and dancing this same dance

     i notice now

     all creation dancing this same dance

david barnes