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 …