Equinox Passing

I have come that they may have life and have it more abundantly.
I shall feed them in good pastures.                                                                                                                         Universalis Responsory
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When the day sits equal with the night

and what we release brings more

of what we gather

from the seeds of a liminal season,
barely perceptible,

 flowing with the sweet-sticky 

 fruit of the brightest days, 

 when the sun leaned close,

burnishing the green verities

from the dark earth  

we will press

into wine

for the tilt of cold that is always

with us;

as the mystery of dying

and rising

chisels our love

and too small

stones 

for the faces

of God.