William Stafford’s poem captured my morning moment with Sheba. Starting here, it is what I want to remember – the two of us in this room, sunlight dancing across the floor and her back. We are breathing as one. I could not ask for a more perfect moment in time. I could not feel a more selfless love than this. It brings back other memories of dust motes in sunbeams. These are the moments when I feel at peace with the world, when I feel we are all breathing as one.
You Reading This, Be Ready – William Stafford
Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along a shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?
Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?
When you turn around, starting here, lift this
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life –
What can anyone give you greater than now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?
onethousandandtwo 
Ohhhhh so beautiful and yes, the dust motes in sunbeams and the appreciation for this.moment.exactly. What a blessing your blog post is and will be to many! THANK YOU!
Lovely…I felt the words as I see the drops of rain on my window sitting here as one tailbone to tailbone with my dog, LOL!
You’ve painted a lovely picture also. We haven’t had April showers for a long time.
Lily
Loved this post. Poetry isn’t my thing usually, but this was appropriate and meaningful.
Thank you, Angie. Poetry can grow on you.
Lily