One church bell rings

Singing out to a warm bed

While one mood is painted on the sky.

One cat purrs and stretches

Prostrating on the chair

While one licks the plate clean.

One flash of genius

Slipping into the ether

While one dreams in sighs.

One bird flutters

Flying into the trees

Ticking the seconds of our lives.

How many remain?

Colleen Sohn