Sun quilted floor patterns;

Divided, reflecting back onto woodwork.

Nuclear energy filtered into my space

Millions of energizing particles;

Sent to illuminate and radiate;

Your wisdom spread out;

Read, felt, appreciated.

Calls me to slow my pace;

Quit the race for a while;

Charge cellular batteries.

Channel the grief.

Unload the energy zappers.

Accept the reconnection.

Linger in the warm bath

Forget the rain storm;

Take off the sun screen

Luxuriate in the light

The energy, the love.

Rosalynn Moore

July 14, 2010

Sitting in the sun room

At 5:15 P.M.