
This time of year the fir needles
provide a tranquil carpet –
if it is disturbed,
they quickly restore it,
as if nothing ever walked through here,
nothing ever scuffed its way
along some unthinking course –
Give it a day
and the vision of peace rests,
unforgettable, on the afternoon,
showing that everything has its own place,
everything falls according to plan.
©Wendy Mulhern
September 26, 2021