miracles

the stone will be rolled back
the trees are blooming
the iris leaf cracks for the flower
the vultures and crows
come to eat old Wyoming brisket
a baby hummingbird
comes to the feeder
and has not yet learned
how to use it
spring flowers are blooming
profusely in the dry woods
the woods has certain things
it saves for certain weathers
so no matter what there
is something blooming
He has a plan for you to
why can't I be like my dog
living in the present
with no concern for tomorrow
that's good grandma
time for the motorcycle
on the private roads
at the cabin