Cape Cod

on a tall windy sandhill
sitting on a dwarf oak
baby beeches for company
I sit in the shade of the bright sun
dune grasses stroking my legs
in the distance
pines and a corner of the ocean
I have few needs, wants, or desires
I trust the universe will provide
and the universe has provided
wonderfully and generously
all I can pray for
is more trust
even though I have lost my voice