Picking up stones while breathing fast

flipping my cap backwards... a sudden cool breeze

***

I'm running
with my sister...
she picks up
more stones
than I can

***

a long buffet line
along the length
of a semi-dried earthworm...
so many ants
(very, very patient ants)

***

perched
at the end
of my index finger
as it spins storm clouds
'round a chimney...
red-tailed hawk

***

my sunset thoughts collect in a lavender pool of sweat... savasana


(Also written for The Art of Paying Attention E-course.)