Mini Manifestations

The green-gold glory of an afternoon

is woven into tapestries of blue

just opposite silk shadows of the moon,

where stories dance. Dance slowly in the dew,

for Heaven’s breath may sparkle on the grass

and joy may spring from single grains of sand.

The truth upon a lily may amass,

and peace within a puddle. Make demand,

ye dreamers, of the senses to divine

the poetry in particles and pins.

Let prophecy and memory align

upon humility, where all your sins

to virtues yield, and note: where’er you trod,

you walk upon the fingerprints of God.

Posted on June 22, 2013, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. *applause*

    I love how the title has the super-casual word “mini” in it, and then this totally straight-faced poem follows, while keeping the meaning of the title. Awesome.

  2. Wow! You really outdid yourself…this is breathtaking. The word choice, the rhyming, it’s flawless. I absolutely love the last two lines-they’re my favorite!

  3. Thank you both so much; I loved writing this one. 🙂

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