• perspective

    by  • March 28, 2016 • easter, grief, hope, poetry • 2 Comments


    the daffodils bow their heads
    in the early morning rain
    without explanation, on
    this day after resurrection.
    I am left to find resonance in
    both reverence of redemption
    and the weight of the water.
    the raindrops hang like tears
    on the window, or tiny jewels,
    depending on where I am.
    my coffee cup is as empty
    as the tomb, telling me it is
    time to go out into the rain,
    to take my place with the flowers.

    life goes on after Easter.



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    2 Responses to perspective

    1. Maggie Dolbow
      March 28, 2016 at 10:29 am

      First glimpse of sunshine…right now! Rain washed off the pollen for a moment.

    2. April 17, 2016 at 6:10 pm


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