It doesn't have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don't try
to make them elaborate, this isn't
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak
- Mary Oliver
Listen to birdsong and other sounds from the neighborhood. What scents arrive on the breeze? Become aware of silence. What surprises arise around a corner?
Make notes about the connections within the sensory output around you. Do you find "...the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak?"
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