Saturday, April 27, 2019

Kit Kelen #1214 - for the love of all seasons


1214
for the love of all seasons

a prayer against religion


clear the sky
stare out

what God does and we –
who can tell us from the truth?

and under whose trees?
in whose shade now?

how ignorant
these priests of light

so in the open arms
of Spring

come shoots
come buds
come flowers

guessing ever to be home
the animals named after

let eyes clear
rest you

at a Summer swim
and bent in old salute
burnt, tired with the day goes on
and days
till fade
the Sun
sick of itself

giving out in Autumn
sly, and down by leaf
damp, trod
till first of frost

then Wintering
in hive hum
cave the dark of it
roll dreams around
wrap close

homely here

and through the drowse
an ear out
reached

in mind’s eye
as with hands to hold

this touch
and here release

the little bird’s
yet to speak

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