Open my eyes with the sun,
bright over my shoulder,
and uniform clear blue sky in front.
A string of trees stand ahead of that blue,
with one tree,
too thin for its height,
gently rocking with a slight wind.
Just as I,
in my spot,
unpredictably move about,
in life’s spectrum of winds,
that come and go.
Rob Taylor lives in Wellfleet. In 2013, he published Ads for Simplicity, a collection of contemplative poems.
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