
heaven is the place
where the lowly keeps the gate
who will be welcomed

heaven is the place
where the lowly keeps the gate
who will be welcomed

to know this happens and to hold it in one's hand tears at one Being

end of a summer
not knowing one’s allotment
love the coming fall

framed by a window
between the trees and the clouds
the Moon on her way
that which stops us from seeing
only looking with our eyes