Thursday Poem - For This One Day

Let fall from our hands

the busy pages and works.

Walk in the sunlight

and read the holy book of earth

leaf by cloud, wave by wing.

Listen by moonlight

to wind and cricket, owl and wolf.

In the smooth skin of stones,

in the flowing heart of trees,

in the gathering ocean,

we will know each other again

for the first time.

Dolores Stewart Riccio