Today's Poem

Of Moment

The particular gift
of this house
is its air
and the spaces between.

The breadth of this house
Is in rafters and posts,
the sky over head
and strong underfoot.


The force of this house
is the wind in the roof,
the trees in the beams
the rock in walls.

The heart of this house
is the hands on the rail,
the feet up the stairs,
the soup in the pot.

The love of this house
Is the colour of full,
The lying in bed,
with the breathing of walls.