For This Moment

Lately I measure time

in seconds of hand washing

and feet of distance

between me and the

nice lady at the grocery store

who tried to help

get the last item

out of my cart,

till I – politely –

stopped her.

I have been so caught up

in this season of

sickness

and fear,

I have lost track of equinox and

phases of the moon.

I forgot that

nature’s cycles,

Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall

still come around and around,

one after another.

Spring, lush with birds and blooms,

has stepped out on the stage,

reminding me that life

also still cycles

around and around.

Life, death, new life, death

and life again.

For this moment

I will stand

in the sun and

breathe.

In and out.

In and out.

Season after season,

for as long as I am here.