Speechless
speechless before
these budding green spring leaves
in blazing sunlight
these budding green spring leaves
in blazing sunlight
There is a way to live that makes the angels cry out
in rapture. There is
a way to live that makes
each star a cell.
Come stand with me here, it is
cold I know, and silent,
nothing is happening.
The next breath, and the next, is the new life.