The Extraordinariness of this Moment
This morning I hear the ocean pounding against the shore
The woodpeckers searching for breakfast from within the trees
The distant sound of a loud truck horn from backing up
And silence again
Birds chirp wildly as if in a tropical rainforest
The cool, sea-foamy aftermath in the air from last night’s rain fills my lungs
These quiet moments as I sip my coffee on the porch in the sun
This is what matters
This is what counts.