in a spray of light falling. . .

. . . like water

over my head,

running down

my face and arms

pooling at my feet

a blissful drenching

from the great good

God who lavishes

this day with all

the world’s unnoticed

joys and sorrows

and birdsong and green leaves

and clouds drifting eastward

trees bending in the wind

grasses trembling and my voice

rising, my off-key vibrato,

my hosannas and alleluias,

my pitiful supplications

and praises, singing

like a crow, splashing

and leaping and lying

down panting for more

glorious days without end

amen and amen

 

--Miguel deO

 

Done