INSIDE OUT

  

Outside my window

rhododendrons blooming;

bees browsing busily;

unseen distant lawnmower’s music

merging with the airplane

that drowns birds’ sounds.

 

Last night outside my window

as I lay sleeping,

two trees were struck by lightning--

but my dreams were undisturbed.

 

Grass ankle deep

and covered with dew,

each drop reflecting dreams

of universes old and new.