Practice of Looking
Notes from ordinary days
Morning opens lesson.
Light settles upon water,
steady, generous.
Bird rests upon wire,
dark eye awake,
choosing sky
after long regard.
What asks attention
asks kindness.
Notice how fields endure,
how rivers keep moving
without reward.
Along road,
sun warms open ground,
hours loosen grip.
Every life offers practice.
Look.
Stay.
Return gaze again
until wonder grows familiar.
Time teaches mercy.
Nothing rushes,
yet everything comes.
Joy arrives simply,
earned by devotion
to what stands before us,
alive,
asking love.
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
Tim is an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. He writes about rural life, family, and the places he grew up around. His poetry and essays have appeared in Beautiful and Brutal Things, his latest book.
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