Barter
sun rises
in Eastern sky
clock ticks
second, second, second
Henny laps
water from her bowl
cars and semis
traverse interstate
chickadees
cheep, cheep, cheep
air flows
warming toes
refrigerator
hums
fingers
type
sights and sounds
worth my attention
I once read a book about a wise desert prince.
Within the pages and parables, a question was on repeat…
For what will you barter your life?