The Simpler Ways
The Simpler Ways
I bake bread.
I work with my clients,
grateful to have them.
I pray for the world
and the suffering.
I chop wood and carry water.
I try to meet the day
as it dawns for me.
I have my list
and I have my breath,
and I try to let neither
take over the other.
I’m remembering
the simpler ways
I lived
raising young kids
years ago.
One foot, one breath,
one act, one prayer.
Slowing to Nature’s speed
and to what works for me.
This is the ideal.
I’m learning.
Jyoti Wind
