Monday, October 13, 2014

Ar-Rafi’: The Holy Lift

Peal out now,
bell tones of deepest orange and yellow,
the weight of your expression,
tenuous on the thin green stem.
Beside you, another has chosen
the velvet shades of passing royalty,
the sunshine blurring the line
between red and purple.
I can taste the explosion of color,
like mango-orange-cranberry mixing.
They don’t face the falling leaves right now,
intent on the dahlia’s way to praise
unfolding, brilliant, exuberant,
God’s face in each delicate petal mandala.


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