2.5.15 Here Is Something: Outside Your Window

Here is something:

Outside your window

in winter's dusk as the

snowstorm passes by

There are the tree limbs

sublime, layered into a 

stark choreography

black against grey sky 

You feel love; you send your love

To the soft lit branches 

To those powerful trees

and the ardent love remains

It stays there in the 

world across ages

with other love, come out of

humans and raccoons 

beetles and weasels

that remains, after they're gone

We come into the world and

regardless of whether 

we are met up with

cruelty or kindness

still, all about us lies

all the love ever felt

Given up to life

Soaked into earth's tissues 

this fertile devotion filled love