Any Minute Now

Any minute now the gray mist
will turn to rainbow. This season
of paradox will be drenched
in sun, and the birds outside
my window (which have never
ceased their singing)
will once again prove
that a song in the heart
truly is the best medicine.

Until that time (expected
any minute now) I will believe
in miracles. I will celebrate
the light that lives inside
and dance to the tune
of the drummer I hear.
Every season blooms
and passes.
What we nurture thrives.

9 thoughts on “Any Minute Now

  1. BoardFlak

    A resounding yes, Sarah. I’m looking forward to society returning to nurturing instead of “social distancing” again. At least we can nurture those with whom we are “sheltering in place”.

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