my wholehearted awe

you will never understand my wholehearted awe
of ivy vines crawling across an underpass
grasping cold stone
sticking the landing
a fallen fig cracked open upon the sidewalk
a meal for ants
and a squirrel passing through
of shadows cast through windows of a time-untouched diner
framing a heart-laden mug between the imprint of me and my love
of a fleeting breeze kissing my neck when I didn't know I needed it
a reminder that all things come as easily as they go
you will never understand
and maybe you were never meant to anyway
but in all the details
in the peculiarities and minutia
I'm just taking care of myself
and my wholehearted awe