the blue muse

There are so many things you can miss in a day, things that stay hidden
in the margins, sights and sounds and thoughts and emotions.

Yesterday, I went for a walk around my block, there is a stretch of road
that borders empty corn fields. As I walked I kept hearing geese,
and I kept looking up at the sky, not finding them.

Because they were there, right next to me, on the ground,
blending in with the field.

Even after I knew they were there,
it was still a little hard to see them.

But it was a great reminder.

My favorite kind.

Don’t be such a silly goose:
pay attention.