• Jennifer Bloom

Awakening



Awakening

(from Brainstorms)


I almost forgot that world was alive

As I lay in bed and looked at the

Quiet

Still

Life

Outside my picture window.


An old hackberry stands tall.

I can barely see a flutter through its leaves

from inside my sealed container.


I almost forgot the morning music.

Until I stepped outside

to a symphony of sounds

all at once familiar and hard for this city girl to identify.


I recognize the cardinals’ call to come for an early breakfast.

Two hummingbirds flit from tree to tree,

sipping water from their leaves, perhaps.

Is that what hummingbirds do?


A lizard scampers across the railing of my deck

and I hear a voice calling from the oak.

Is the squirrel trying to tell me something?


I close my eyes and listen.


The creek is full today.

I can hear it from my perch

high above the canyon floor.