Tamara Willems

ways in which love travels…

this morning early,
I take my time, drawing open
the curtains
slowly waking up the slumbering house
with a soft smile
of greeting

going out
in the cool fresh air
to feed the birds

say good morning to a nuthatch
who stays
beside me
un
afraid

this morning, in my book
 I read,
“Rarely has a more cowardly collection of humans been put in the exact right place
at the exact right time to do maximum damage.”

– this from Wright Thompson, in regards to events of 1955
but my goodness, how this echoes
still
today

yesterday morning, I watch a large cat
stealthily sneaking through the garden
stopping in at the small pond
for a drink
a rather lovely to-look-at fellow,
tabby in beiges and browns, lots of dark stripes
yet the very same fellow who
will fight with our indoor residents
at every given chance
I call him ‘Fighty’, as
I did try to be friendly to him once
(through the window)
but he showed me his pugilistic skills
as some kind of threat
instead

this day, he is not shooed away
just left
to pass

later at the grocery store
as we are checking out
behind me a small baby begins to cry
kicking up a fuss
turning around I see a mother
slightly frazzled
hurriedly trying to scan her purchases
and I offer
a gentle jiggle of the stroller
while she finishes

soothed
her lovely little one almost instantly
closes her beautiful blue eyes
once again

while we’re out
I pick up something special that
catches my eye
beautifully simple, for a flash second
I debate whether to give it, as a gift
or keep it
for
myself
while knowing full well, that these
are the best
gifts
to give

large letters
of red
spell out the word
H   O   P   E

in the afternoon,
through the fence,
a large bunny comes in to the garden
and for a while we sit by the window
to
watch

feeling blessed

allowing for a safe
gentle
peace

haven

thinking again about ways in which to be
tender
with all the troubles
of the world

and also, today
in
celebrating the life
of my cousin
David ♥

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