Friday, December 23, 2011

Still time.
Aren't we enlarged
by the scale of what we're able
to desire? Everything,
. the choir insists,

. might flame;
inside these wrappings
burns another, brighter life,
. quickened, now,

. by song: hear how
it cascades, in overlapping,
lapidary waves of praise? Still time.
. Still time to change.
- Mark Doty
from Messiah (Christmas Portions)
Sweet Machine: Poems

1 comment:

Kelly M. said...

peace and joy, secretfragileskies -- your entries have gladdened my life these past months. Thank you.