The brightest of days
After the turning back
Of our abstract timepieces
The extra hour is not wasted
I have the time
To take time more slowly
I imagine the abbey
Inside and out
With beauty in both places
I turn towards the café
Thinking, pausing, thinking
About breakfast
Also, while I am there
I will connect to the internet
Say hello to my friends, and acquaintances
Following the sunlight’s
Strong reflections
I say good morning to the sangha
