Late Summer Gifts

It took a whole lifetime
to become a simpleton.
At last I understand
that in this moment
there is no greater
or smaller, no more
or less, and nothing
to compare, only
the gift of presence.
Each creature sparkles
from the grace
of its own center.
If you're ready to lose
every story about
how you got here,
then receive the late
summer fragrance
of this rose, these
plums falling
small and sweet
into the birdbath.

Photo by Kristy Thompson