There was an entire aspect to my life that I had been blind to
— the small, good things that came in abundance.
If you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity,
so that finding a penny will literally make your day,
since the world is in fact planted in pennies,
you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days.
—Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
on days like today
are like raindrops,
just as plain and more than plentiful.
When I’m feeling dry and withered
I only need to look up into gray skies turning amber
and all the drops fill my overdrawn bank account,
hydrating my soul, lost in wilderness.
The desert flows, my thirst is quenched
by something so simple, so underwhelming,
as pennies and raindrops.