in God’s arms

Childe Hassam

Childe Hassam

the slowness of breath
in longest days,
protects and restores;
heart subtly seeks,
in beautiful ways.

alas dying leaf
signaling change,
reminds in colors;
texture of old,
my limited range

the sureness of light
in bathing love,
reassembles hope;
sepia dreams pass,
in arms from Above.

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