A deep sigh of contentment
as the old hound dog settles
deeper into her dreams, close
to the cooling wood stove.
The flakes of the last spring
snowstorm as they pile,
heavy and wet, at midnight.
The stillness at dawn as they
wait for the plow.
The blessed nothingness that
snaps into place the moment
the power goes out, the ancient
refrigerator finally at rest.
One golden koi,
circling, circling
in clear water
between
smooth
grey
stones.