Water runs along the gutter
down the drain
into the sewer

I don’t need to see it
to know that it is there
taking our waste away

The same way
my heart beats at 60bpm
moving blood through me

I do not see the work
that brings electricity
into my home

Or understand how
I can send a text to another country
in a matter of seconds

But I take great joy in
what I receive from
all these invisible workings

Clean city streets
Love to share
Connections

[Prompt 2: The joy of unseen things.]