Whispered Wanderings

Finding Hope

Morning walk in the company of
Birdsong and gentle breeze
Their songs a reminder that hope is alive
Everywhere we let it be.
To live in each moment that we have:
Not trapped in memories of a painful past
Not in the dreams of an unpromised tomorrow
But here
In this moment
Is where we turn our world around.

klm

4/7/22

Ode To My Laptop (or, Belated Thanks)

The “H” fell off my keyboard and
the “E” will follow soon.
These common letters missing could become
inopportune.
Except for once upon a time
A teacher undertook
to cover up my fingers so
I could no longer look.
She made me learn the layout
of the letters on the keys
I learned it very well and it
became an expertise.
So thank you typing teacher,
(although I cursed you then)
I’m glad you did your job so well
that typing now is zen.

klm

4/7/22