beatitude

By Sister Lou Ella Hickman, I.W.B.S.

how blest is the brief the momentary
the day lily
the cherry blossom
the cactus flower
and the one high sweet note sung
long enough to make the heart weep
blest is the brief
our breath
a bird’s flight across our acre of sky
blessed one look of love
one ache that makes us whole

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“(I write because) I must.” – the writer