Consolation: Poem of Joy
Why would we ever
miss each other?
The yellow rose still
smells of sunlight
and miracles.
The lone egret still
balances on one leg,
listening-
your voice
my voice.
The water is
our resurrection-
healing the damned,
the innocent.
Everywhere is grace.
Caught on a spindle,
we spin in space.
I am light.
You are light.
Like two trees,
our branches bend
wildly in joy, in frenzy.
Dance!
Dance!
Find me everywhere
you find yourself.
by Johanna Ely
Editor’s Note: This ode’s opening lines grab the reader’s attention by asking for an active consideration of a relationship. Clever imagery guides the rest of the poem into an emotional dance.
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