what does it mean to live a life?
wash teeth. organize. set water to the plants. 

mimic this order for-ever and ever.
make the walls sing, this i know, and dance while you cook,
tossing salt over your left shoulder as you go

have patience, rise gratefully, and stir slowly
—the cosmos are listening

do laundry as stars fold into the night,
weightlessly and with infinite possibility

move the way of sunflowers, that is, tilt ever so lightly 
towards the unfathomable
make beauty the way God makes rain
and listen to the wrens, they have much to say.

all of this will happen again and again
before dawn breaks its borders and the machines 
hum to life

but not before the spider devours her web, 
leaving no trace 
of that solitary presence outside our door 
protecting us while we slept