Wait

It is amazing how things wait.
Soap on a dish
stones
plates in the cupboard of an empty house
the sun in its unimagined immensity
undiscovered oil
and tools in the basement.
All these things I would emulate
to own their limitless calm
if not for the troublesome detail of humanity
that tethers me to restlessness and impatience. 
But oh how that unsought link
conducts the warmth of all those others
calling their message of green and growing life
for the sharing of which with me 
they are prepared 
to wait.

December 9 2011