I sit with my porch

with a warm summer morning

watching with the birds and squirrels

as they feed from the

suet and seed filled feeders.

I eat my breakfast,

an omelet with four jumbo eggs,

a slice of swiss,

slivers, two each,

of avocado and tomato,

guacamole spread on a toasted English muffin.

I live at this moment in my life

where I meet a comrade

in everything I do.

I am wit my porch

as much

as this breakfast bunch

of cardinals, crows, thrashers,

black fox squirrels

and a solitary hare hiding

beneath the bush.

My actions have more than mere meaning.

My soul is

with

the soul of this porch

as it is with the wrold

in a community with each part.

This is palpable in my heart.

I am with everything

and all are with me,

together.