Community

Come Unity
for Vi

We sing
wind beneath wings
and rub sandalwood oil
into her too tired old feet
tucked beneath hospice blankets
blue
while not far beyond
thousands of russet and gold leaves
turn and turn and turn until
silently they all fall
to the cold ground
released.

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morning
comes unity
intimate as crystal
dew on her lately woven web
vast, too
the view
Crater Lake blue
deep and high and nearby
generations beyond knowing
hold truth

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Relish community
like a spoonful of homemade applesauce,
cinnamon rich,
made of apples gathered
from last year’s barren tree