On Druid Time

There are stone circles from ancient times
on famous hilltops in misty climes.
But not in my backyard
although I see the honey bee
perform its timeless rites
and I invite the birds to my trees
and the feeders hanging there.

I take the time to share
the dappled shade with
any that would pass by
and keep company with the squirrels,
the deer, and all manner of creatures
while giving thanks for the sun.
So faithful in its rising
and the exquisite timing
of its daily setting,
it gives me the best hours to work
and a most welcome time
of rest.