My husband describes what he saw out his window in Coronado one day. Inspiration can be found in the simplest of things!
A VIEW FROM MY WINDOW
AS I LOOK OUT MY WINDOW ON THIS DAY OF MID-SPRING,
I REALIZE THAT THE SEASONS HAVE AGAIN PASSED FULL SWING.
A DOVE CAME TO MY PORCH LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO NEST,
AND A VELVET TEXTURED BUTTERFLY STOPPED ON IT FOR A REST.
A HUMMINGBIRD CAVORTED ON THE WING,
AS IF TO SHOW ME GRAVITY DID NOT MEAN A THING.
A SINGLE PALM TREE CAST ITS FRONDS ACROSS THE SKY,
AND A SOLITARY SEAGULL SLOWLY GLIDED BY.
THE HOUSE NEXT DOOR’S ANTENNAE FOR TV,
IS USED BY BIRDS FOR RESTING INSTEAD OF A TREE.
AND JUST NOW AS I WAS THINKING OF WHAT NEXT TO SAY,
A PLEASANT BREEZE CAME PASSING BY MY WAY.
IN THE TIME THAT IT HAS TAKEN TO WRITE THIS POEM FOR YOU,
THE SKY HAS CHANGED THROUGH MANY SHADES OF BLUE.,
THE DOVES, THEIR MOURNFUL CALL DO SEND
TO THOSE WHO LISTEN, ‘IT’S NOT TOO LONG UNTIL DAY’S END’.
AND TO YOU FOR WHOM I WROTE OF WHAT I SAW,
MAY YOU, TOO, LOOK UPON GOD’S WORKS WITH AWE.
Written by: Wally Mitchell on April 27, 1992
A COLLECTION BY WALLY MITCHELL
