I stop long enough
to know that a single breath
can change today’s view.
Elegantly bowed,
last day before petals fall:
Real life can’t be stopped.
Housebound by the rain,
even the ordinary
starts to draw me in.
Unfurling gently,
magnolia embraces
early morning rain.
Morning sun filtered through
birdsong and frosted air -
April starts with grace.