When I am content and seek nothing new

When I am content and seek nothing new

yet delight in all I see

I am at home

When the sound of my husband’s snoring

wakes me up

Merlin farts

and Little Buddy chases squirrels in his dreams

I am at home

When morning reveals cedars heavy with snow

birds are waiting for seeds

and deer cross the field

I am at home

When dishes need to be washed

closets cleaned

carpet vacuumed

and my piles of clothes sorted

(even if I ignore them)

I am at home

When a friend calls and beacons me to lunch

souls meet

laughter shared

and ideas exchanged

I am at home

When pots are trimmed

bowls painted

floors mopped

and my husband returns home with a kiss

I am at home

When I am content and seek nothing new

yet delight in all I see

I am at home