Close your eyes
And listen to the chorus of birds
To the wind
To the leaves skittering across grass and then pavement
To the creaking of branches as they sway against the breeze
Close your eyes and feel the warmth of the sun
That same breeze, kissing your cheek
Close your eyes and breathe deeply at the hint of the ocean
The fragrance of an evening meal
The sweet, acrid scent of a cigar
Decomposing leaves
Wet dirt preparing for the blossoms of spring
Close your eyes and know that you are loved
And that, if only in this moment, your world is right
—Sandy Moffett
Sandy Moffett has been a writer and lyricist for more than 40 years. She has been published in Mortuary Management. International Mortuary and Cemetery Management, Cup of Comfort: Devotional for Mothers and Daughters, and Chicken Soup for the Soul: Angels Among Us. Sandy is a long-time member of Writers of Kern.