Nine Attitudes

Sitting as the noise dims within and without

I observe the clouds that remain

Without portent of future storms

I wait, not to hurry them along

But with a child’s mind

To see what will unfold

Seated or in motion

I trust without struggle, without strife

That what is, is

and welcome what will be

As it will be

And am so grateful for the joys

That each breath in and out

Has given me since the very first

And feel the overwhelming desire

To share my wealth of good will

With all creatures made of stardust

And their souls within.