there they were
perched on a rock, surrounded by twigs and grasses
a variety of seashells.

what were they doing there?
there was no ocean nearby
no sandy shore
and yet, there they were
seashells and a little wooden star nestled on a path in the woods.


almost didn’t see them.
it was raining
and  I was walking quickly to avoid the puddles and mud.

and then I heard a question
deep within me
what other treasures do I miss
because I’m in a hurry?
because my thoughts are focused elsewhere?

and wondered
what other treasures
and treasured-moments
do we all miss
because our thoughts are elsewhere
our eyes are elsewhere?

to whoever placed those little treasures
in that place
on that rainy morning
thank you.


© june maffin