The true makers of this world
windborne bougainvillea hummingbird
circled twice to settle on a light sill of sun.
Are not the invisible things that make
their presence known by how they affect
the visible the true makers of this world?
Iron at the core of every breath, fire in
the heart of a glacier, the rose within
the stirring of every sleepless caldera.
Should a petal come to your window,
let it root in your notice, seed your swift
gaze, sprawl along your green keeping.
January 12, 2014
1 Comments:
This one is especially beautiful, Joseph.
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