
I begin each day at first light
receptive and willing to fail—
a wrong turn, a blank page.
twilight breezes and birdsong
offer guidance
available only to the quiet witness.
Authenticity is the web
connecting
one thing to the next.
I do
what seems most important
in this moment, then,
adapt.
© 2026 Bruno Talerico
20/365.
Revision of an older poem inspired by William Stafford
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