who are these flowers?
yes
in a luminous opal
gathered close
they took root in my heart
and smiled patiently
as i opened the book
read all the accounts
i had been storing there
waiting
for just such a moment
and as the circle grew
each of us happy
and somewhat incredulous,
sighed deeply
heralded the jewelled visage of night
affirmed and nodded our consent
as the warmth of a gentle light
moved before us on the journey
this way and that
until we reached the road
and saw there edifying signs
erected for just such occasions
And managing to find shelter
on cavernous rugged climbs
and even on sunlit afternoons
clouds in regal puffs of white
above us
how we luxuriated in the
presence of angels
and whirling dervishes
the chants of lament and
of new snows, ultimate liberations
the journey drew us in
without knowing it we were waiting
– what would happen?
gathered here
from flowering fields
for just a brief while
and yet all things must pass
and so it is
but here
we dropped seeds,
produced bulbs
laid down networks of roots
from which will pop up
unexpectedly
a live of flowers
in a lovely bunch
opals,
yes
for susan, nov. 8, 2007.