last evening walking alone after the rain
here in provincetown 
my spirit was soaring 
it soared with the birds who were so busy 
so vocal so well dressed 
it soared through the sky and saw my favorite places my favorite houses my favorite neighborhoods
it also dove and rose through fields of past wreckage and past construction, without pause
and i realized that if my soul could stand up and applaud, oh it would
because its sweater weather 
here on cape cod
where we are many
among the blooms still singing,
closing a glorious season 
of bravery, 
of fascination,
of show-stopping performance
we who may recognize within the chorus
of the wondrous scents sights sounds, 
that we belong together
next to the sea
 roaring
soaring 
(as always, thank you for being here 🩵
im grateful beyond measure)
24 x 24
acrylic, oil, bliss
blonde wood gallery frame