I do not need to know the temperature
to know Spring has presented its RSVP
and the sun has said, “This way, please.”
When the evidence is overwhelming no
argument is needed. That’s why love
is the persuasion of presences, the details
of time and circumstance so fitted together
no single piece is out of place or more
important than another. No other season
has such transformative grace and confidence,
the ease of knowing that what is occurring
is how it is to be. Of course, I look for that
alignment of realities in me, to hear
the sun whisper, “This way, please.”
-Byron Hoot
https://hootnhowlpoetry.com
No comments:
Post a Comment