Do I see?

How can I not smell the fresh dew?
That awaits me with each morning sun
Since day one a faithful one it has been
By my sill each day is a given one

Does the sun cease to rise
Just because my windows are shut?

Does water from the waterfall
Not take its gorgeous dip
Because I take a nap?

Do I see now that in each moment
For eternity
As has always
And as will be
Are signs of love everywhere

I shall enjoy the face behind the mask
Of the squirrels in the morning
And the ever changing sky