I step into the glory

that is this day

sending my breath into the air

feeling the breeze breathing me

the flapping of the birds’ wings

as they flit from almond to ackee tree

the purple budding of the bell-apple

the wet fragrance of dew

this morning

clean and expectant as new life

as guileless as leaves

as proud as soil

as welcoming as an idea

not yet formed

now is indeed the time

to cast your net of expectation

now is indeed the time

to laugh and enjoy all your blessings

now is indeed the time

to bask in what is

knowing there is even more

and better around the bend