A Life of Plenty

Incidentals

On my way to a word

in the dictionary,

I found another

and another.

How life in whole

is like this.

We went to dinner

in Port Crouesty in Brittany

and as we sipped our drinks

on this Bastille Day,

we watched showers

come in and out—

the flights and fancies

of nature—

oh, so gentle

on this occasion.

Then, instead of

canceled fireworks,

came rainbows—

four of them 

in slow succession—

equaling, at least, all

I had seen in my lifetime.

He might have said

think not of the morrow,

sufficient unto the day

is the plenty thereof.