East river trail
Castles on the water's edge
Mansions made of time
Housing still another world
Denizens of the night
Clinging on to ledges
Rooted in meager hope
One elm lifts up its hands and breathes
A sacred word of truth.
West river trail
A path leads through the sacred
A singing canopy overhead
Psalms rise around, within
It is good---someone said.
Silently from the underbrush
Bright eyes and flickering tail
Standing with quiet wonder
Life's grace our souls assail .
We walk a sacred pathway
Our feet upon the earth
Never fully knowing
Holiness and worth.
Thank you for the canopy
Thank you sister deer
Thank you in hushed wonder
eternity is here.
May 2021
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