May those who sow in tears,
reap with shouts of joy. Psalm 126
threatening shadows
a stab of deep pain
the clock’s constant warning
endings mounting like thunderheads
the hard rain,
a compression of tears
then, the perfumed damp of dawn
a bridge breathing an outline
the half-wheel of sun
a hum without menace
the day unhurried, the day entire
the shouts,
a mosaic of music
So lovely, Stephen. Thank you.
—Elizabeth
Thank you, Elizabeth.
He’d and soft; beautiful contrasts Stephen. Thank you for inspiring this day.
Thank you for reading, Kirk. And for your encouragement.
Ah yes, the constant push and pull of life here on the blue planet. Thanks, Stephen.
Thanks for that, Marcia.
Atta boy Berg!!!
That’s my kind of encouragement, son. 🙂 Thanks!
Beautiful
Thank you so much, Ananda.