How richly can our thought linger on ordinary things we might see on any given morning: a leaf; a twig; a rose; the sun; a butterfly; woods near us in summer; our own feet and hair and clothing? Anything in the outside world we might meet, no matter how small or everyday, has the possibility of affecting us deeply, and more than we often realize. That is why I love this musical poem by Eli Siegel. It’s good to read on a warm summer day—or any day.
https://aestheticrealism.net/poems/this-summer-morning-mariana-has/