Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Cat And Leaf



Rain

touches the skin of a leaf,

trickles down the stem like finger tips,

or falls like the feeling of a kiss--

and that same rain

in time becomes the leaf,

and faces God again

like this:


They say

a cat may look at a queen,

and so I look at you

even if from the depths of dreams;

and when I do,

I have to touch you with amazed and grateful lips--

in time, we will be together,

but until then,

there is this:


No matter from how far away the rain must come,

it will always find the leaf--

and she will be there waiting in a late afternoon of grace,

the small and shining desirer

of a perfect

and stormy

embrace.

_______

12 comments:

  1. ...she will be there waiting in a late afternoon of grace."

    Can I have some of that, please?

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  2. Meow Mix! Remind me to tell you something about that.

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  3. The rain always finds (and nurtures) the leaf. Always.

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  4. There is no solitude ... it always comes

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  5. Stunning. That was beautiful. Thank you

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  6. This blog is an on-going testament to butterfly breath and firefly floatings, both of which angels have been filing under "Golden Threads Of Perma-Wonder," in the top drawers of their glimmery cabinets.

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