Barely visible, a transparent sheet
of moisture falls
to the semi-arid earth.
Something precious stirs—
something momentous like a birth.
Summer Solstice happened;
one more spring has passed.
Morning deer have grazed and gone.
A neighbor’s cat appears on life’s screen,
then, ducks out, under our gate.
How much more is there,
to wonder and to love.
Gudrun Mouw (c)
June 20, 2019