The easy, small things

Tiny seeds that flirt with the sun and fall like sparks.

The hummingbird, so hurrying bird for that next frantic hit.

This turpentine pine cone, warm and gluey.

Two dead grasshoppers in the screened-in porch. Got in. Trapped. Thin.

Shiny grass. Surprising breezes. Loam.

All these small things, so easy to love.

And the big things? Now they’ll take care of themselves.