Some kind of conversation about the morning,
something about sunshine, and the colour green,
about the miracle of life and about how good
it is to be a blackbird. We listen
from our meditation cushions, distracted
from our distractions by the song
of an adept at improvisation, whose discipline
was internalised by generations long gone,
while we humans have everything yet to do.

Posted: Mon 24 Jul, 2023