Walking out the door at 6:18, the doves are cooing
blushing red petunias trumpeting kisses to me
and I said, “such a beautiful morning.”
Sun beams streaking luminous silver clouds
clusters of grapes under the arbor
more doves coo-cooing, chirping red-headed finches
surround and eat at the sunflower feeder.
Plush green grass, that aroma, earth just washed her hair
and piles of gray concrete to be cracked and loaded.
Today I’ll crack the code, the DNA of this morning,
a code of concrete and rock and hammers.
For now, earth gives contentment and coffee beans
from half way around the world,
in synch with doves coo-cooing
with finches cracking sunflower seeds
sweet air in my nose and breath
I’ll sit here at the patio table
and sip a second cup of this morning,
cracking the code.