White Curtain Therapy

Sails fill and flutter at my open

windows silencing everything
except the desire to sit and ponder
the last hardy fuchsia blossom. 

Sails fill and flutter at my open 

windows compelling me to notice 

how sipping mugged pleasure gives
me a lift and stills our frenetic world. 

Sails fill and flutter at my open 

windows bringing me peace and re-

focusing the lens from zoomed doing

to bokeh being.