“Pasture”

“Pasture” by Linda Parsons begins:

When thoughts arise on well-worn paths,
let passing breath bend fountain grass,

stretch out near gate’s hinged swing.
Your way, good or dire, choose where

attention lands: goldfinch stitch on
locust fence, Three Sisters’ stubble field—

or merely mirrored pond. [continue reading]

Also by Linda Parsons at Heron Tree: “Be Peace,” which you can read here.