Michael Thiele is a woodsmith who makes musical instruments and playable furniture. He spends most of his life either in the shop or out on the road buying wood and selling his work at craft shows. In recent years, his travels have begun to inspire his own writing, so he sends me his thoughts.
Today, June 26
Flagstaff - At the studio
I awoke this morning
To a sky gray and pregnant
Weeping soft tears of joy
Tip tap tip tap all around
The wind is light
Not even a breeze
As it tickles the prairie grass
Now brown and withering
It is June and even in Flag
Everything that grows is thirsty
Ourselves included
Respite from summer’s kitchen
I can’t see the peaks
Through this wet, silver curtain
And I am glad for this moment
Happy to be present and aware
This has stopped me in my tracks
Called my attention to matters
Of far greater consequence
Than the daily grind of material pursuit
There is time for all that needs me
All that requires my attention and effort
But for now I will stand in stillness
While away my sweet time, and listen
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