
Worthy of worship,
the tree outside the chapel:
halo around it.

Worthy of worship,
the tree outside the chapel:
halo around it.

Laundry rejoices—
diamond blazes in the sky
in depths of winter.

Soaking up the sun,
veins reviving in the warmth,
young peas look alive.

Makeshift standing desk,
fresh air, and warmth on my back;
working from my home.

Lingering on leaves,
mere hours after morning frost:
droplets; so doubtful.