My
friends:
kindreds,
daydreamers,
beaming team members
close beside me in life's trenches,
at my elbow, near at hand, waiting by the next tree,
and as aware as me - if not more so - of how sick in head and heart the world can be.
Still, their smiles gleam, like bells we ring, when I see them on
yoga mat, cafe, park, trail, hill—
wherever we are,
I feel the
sun's warm
rays
beam.