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