Tea and bonsai

checked on the bonsai
made tea

walked under the greens
said hello to ducks
read till my arms began to admire the sun too much
put away the book
thought about getting a cat

drank more tea
meandered about love
got lost in my own loneliness
until I remembered I’m a hermit
and solitude is my soul’s wish

relaxed into my teacup
came to the conclusion
that it would be welcome
this love thing
but then
who’d check on the bonsai

or feed the cat