handsome days, gentle nights

A burrowing owl peeps out at you
from the late side of dusk.
The garden accepts the water you give it
as if it were a lovely gift.
A bold lizard darts across the trail
right in front of your clumsy footsteps.
What does the earth want from us?
This valley lives and breathes
like a dear friend.
Through many handsome days
and gentle nights
we all share this space,
we …
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to book of jobe to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.