Savor

So many days
I have glimpsed this kind of calm,
longed for it,
then rushed off
to something more frenzied.

Today,
I live within it.
Hidden on this porch,
I am surrounded
everywhere
by green leaves.
They are so patient.

After so many years of working
in the most time-efficient manner,
I savor this pace.

The simplest tasks
come to life.
I willingly pin
each piece of laundry to the line
and watch it dry.

Tomorrow morning,
I will unfold one of these towels,
put it to my face
and breath in the smells
of leaves and breeze and sun
and quiet, intentional days.

By Maria Brady-Smith

Photo by Mike Smith