Friday, November 7, 2014
god's country
Far as I can remember, God has been there
on inner city subway lines approaching late evening
as interchangeable pedestrians
sidling down latent afternoon dooryards
of early autumn
leaves of auburn
oscillated gradually
downward
from withering branches
of summer
once seethed in
tangerine rays
transfixed to daylight saving
I watched you walk away
months prior to
Easter
and its flowering folly
we bared witness to
oncoming spring
in its arboreal mannerism
our season as lovers faded
quickly
among the deadening treetops
of winter
as squirrels scurried
atop the showering pine
frosted in mortal anticipation
of God's country
and his incurable essence
January snowfall lingered
throughout eternity
blanched in tranquil reluctance
of life
and
its lovingly kind predecessor
Death
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