Reid@YWP

the universe exists everywhere
but it's hidden

in every second of silence
in every mindful moment

only there can you see the wholeness of the world

only when you step out of the city
with its noise and smoke

I was wrapping a present during twilight, the night before my father's birthday.

I sat on the cold and disorganized concrete floor of the basement.

While shifting my weight, I noticed a traveling spider:

The basketball court is slick with freshly-fallen rain, black nail polish hardened into enamel after spilling weeks ago lies on my desk, forgotten and right in front of my eyes, as I watch them play that game on my tiny screen, their feet sliding

The ocean pulls forward and back in a rhythmic motion, lying beneath a spectacular sunset. We marvel at the sight of the setting sun, leaving traces of pink and gold along the clouds, tracing its paint-brushed fingers along the sky.