Morning Light and Mini-Bulbs

Saturday morning, I left for swim practice

at my usual hour. It wasn't until I was downtown

that I realized I'd left an hour early.

Damn.

But the light was beautiful.

After nursing a chai latte at Starbucks,

I hefted my backpack onto my shoulders

to take a walk around the Circle.

I found myself caught up in the crooked-y stance

the trees make against the more strict lines

of the buildings and grids.

And the colors! The new green of the budding

leaves made a lacy aura on some trees, 

while a mossy green patina shaded others.

Then the mini-lights accented the figures of others,

shapes that at night provide twinkly beauty,

as well a sense of security to walkers.