Blessing’s Promise

     Note to Reader: I’ve been watching the local cardinal couple’s
          courtship as they fly among the branches of our weeping cherry tree,
          and was happy to come upon this poem from 2008 today.  It’s in the Torah
          poems section of this blog. 
When I am able as I step through every door
to stop rushing from one forgetting
into the next,

when I remember to be the prayer
that every breath in its going in and out
lifts into the frozen air,

then I can hear the song, and take in the ruddy flash
of cardinal’s wide-winged flight
from crabapple’s

tangled weave across snow-covered ground,
as his heart’s companion, all burnished bronze,
follows close behind. 

Wasn’t this the promise when blessing
first sang us

into life?


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