5

Yesterday
A hummingbird moth
today
the dragonfly appeared 
And you, so long gone 
sat within my shadow
Bringing tiny gifts on invisible wings
gently resting
forever
between the summers.

2

In my garden
I do not cry out to God
I listen
and in the silence
a song rises
between God and I
while the earth does
what it does so well
performing miracles
A rose opening
in the rain.