eggs

glasses
filled with liquid color

they each set up their eggs
white
at the ready
he dips slowly, lets the eggs rest and saturate
she gently dunks, checks after seconds
maybe a minute, perhaps a minute more

he is careful in choosing a palette
resting comfortably in one section of the color wheel
she is excited by the rainbow underway
working full spectrum

i am struck, too, by the way they arrange
the colored eggs to dry on racks
he neatly places them in rows of three
she scatters them with wild abandon

i am fascinated
as i witness their process their play their joy
i am quietly thrilled
to engage in this blithe tradition

and i patiently wait for the glass of liquid which will
turn my singular egg a brilliant turquoise

*****
happy easter.  happy spring.
and, to those of you visiting this space from the southern hemisphere, i wish you a happy autumn.

sending a little whole lotta love your way, m