Although Lent is over, I've been out of town on retreat so I thought I'd share another of my Lent poems this week, one that speaks of living in the present moment.
The day after the first
day of spring
I am at the baseball fields
where two young friends
are playing.
A beautiful day and memories,
laughter and folding chairs,
snacks and a toddler
keep me fully in the present moment.
No worries,
no to-do list.
What if every day could be lived
like this one?
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