A Respite

For weeks we've been shut inside,
the air, much too warm to breathe,
stagnant and thick with the hypnotic buzz of cicadas,
stifling movement, focus, joy.

Now a fresh breeze brings clarity.
We breathe deeply.

Focus

An old, snowy photo illustrates how focus changes what we see.  The background is the logical subject, but then -- would we miss the droplets for the trees?