—REMEMBERING YOU, STANDING QUIET IN THE RAIN

Oh You

Oh you,

don’t you know

that dawn woke

early this morning,

carrying the sun

on her shoulders

as an offering,

sculpted just for you,

every tincture and

coral-colored hue yours,

the trees on alert

for your arrival,

their limbs outstretched,

leaves hoping for

the mere chance to be

brushed by you,

bees busy making

you honey, your name

ringing out as birdsong

on repeat while the

very stones you might

walk on already feel

gifted and lucky just

to bare your weight.

Oh you,

this is your day,

everything about it

overflowing with

magic and bliss,

waiting for you to

open your eyes,

take my hand and

let me show you

the short path

to love.