When time cracks
the crease of the last
laugh to break
the feathered frost
of this pilgrim’s final
hope,
let me not miss
the chance to look
kindly
on its teaching
and laugh back.
A note: for breathing.
When time cracks
the crease of the last
laugh to break
the feathered frost
of this pilgrim’s final
hope,
let me not miss
the chance to look
kindly
on its teaching
and laugh back.
Amen.
I love this so much. It pretty much covers it, don’t it?
(And we March Madness fans may take heart; every team ‘loses’ but one.)
Thanks for this, Ryn! And I love this connection : )
The ability to laugh at the past is a gift to discover.
Truth! : )
Love those opening three lines. Great image!