in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection into eternal life.
Book of Common Prayer
What spring is teaching
goes over my head
with leaf-bright wings
while walking through
the glass-green
morning dew.
Lit pollen like schoolroom
chalk dust
children thunder
into clouds
with dark erasers;
their split-second weather
against the blank-
slate sky.
Hmmm... awareness of teachings slipping by....I know this!!
ReplyDeleteThis is an odd piece....I remember making chalk clouds and thought of it when I was walking in the morning and the sunlight lit up all the wild cherry pollen dust blowing...I certainly don't know most of what it means! I love your "Hmmm..." and the knowing!! Lol...
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