This balcony is all I need
to germinate my inner seed.
Fields and woods provide the view,
sun shades the grass with darkling hues;
birds hop and whirl in dreamy skies
where windless clouds spread ‘fore my eyes.
Apples ripen by the fence, geraniums crowd my senses
of sight and smell which overwhelm
me as I sit and type these lines,
seeking thus to redefine
my place in time and space
in the North Riding by God’s grace.