lenten journal: morning snow


I stood at the kitchen window
and looked across the leftover
dishes from last night’s dinner
and out into the backyard
because it was snowing

free falling flakes the size of
communion wafers dissolving
as they hit the unfrozen ground
ending their long lilting journey
with nothing to show for it

it felt important to stand still
at the window with my coffee
and take notice of the fleeting
offering the almost manna
the snow that will not be named

just as I want to take notice of
the barista who has not stopped
making lattes since I sat down
who keeps calling names
though no one  asks for hers



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