over sundown psalms of mourning doves
“When he came and saw the grace of God, he was glad, and” –
fiddling wings of mating crickets
“he exhorted them all”
a fall of catkins from post oak trees
“to remain faithful
to the Lord
with steadfast purpose”
ants nose around us on their way home
Tag: church
Snowfall
My back against cold cinderblock –
my six weeks’ babe in arms –
while through the triple window
over wood and waxy leaves
snow falls in slant surprising lines –
And from the big bright room outside,
words too
fall
weighted with a wonderful surprise:
“Thou son of David –
Joseph! –
Fear not.
The virgin is with child.”
Made Along The Way 