The coming season’s hopeful expectations,
oblige the table filled with grains and greens,
and the expected company seated around.

To be grateful is also to learn
to forgive the wrongs of the day,
the nefarious clouds,
the background noise,
and all that falls away.

Some are given a chance,
to move on, to be able,
to embrace a time
of silence and solitude.

Look at the sky
catch the random flight of a hummingbird
accept each cloud passing
over sun and land.

Our eyes,
having seen much,
beckon us back to the table to partake,
despite all that has been taken away.