13 November – Delivery day

Stacking and packing logs out in the cold,
picturing weeks of warming fires as I pick and hold
each chunk of potential in my grateful hands,
recognising wood-piling helps me better understand
the cost of the heat my winter body seeks,
the gift that is held in each piece of tree.
There is a kind of grounding, connecting education
that builds as I build the stack in tessellation.
And as I mindfully take each log out from the bag,
what do you know? One smiles back.