Illuminated

I was outside this morning

in the humid chill.

Sunrise made sharp contrasts.
The bottom of a tree in shadows
while illuminated at its top, for instance.

I was waiting for something
like an idea, a direction.
My coffee was hot.

A nice contrast to the air, I thought,
and as I tied those two together
a bird screamed,

the tuxedo cat chased
a squirrel up an oak
from shadow into sun.

Everything showed itself
as it is, connected.
I smiled, illuminated.