These gifts are as prolific
as the plums on our little tree,
which last year bore
five delicious fruits,
and this year has so many
(though still green)
that I am in awe of the generosity
of one so small

These gifts — conversations that yielded
bright streams of satisfaction
at their spontaneity,
and the ease of connection
and the fact that I didn’t even try —
they came on their own, sweet signs
of Life’s generosity.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 10, 2016