Spring Poem in Winter

GOD’S ALCHEMY

Green elements turn into golden ones when
God’s breath flows across them

Gold dust motes float down as slowly as
elephants sinking into mud for a cooling bath

The whole golden earth turns its face to the dark
as its spine stands still and its tilt wobbles slightly

We turn our faces to the sunlight once or twice in a
day if our hearts are slow in jumping over turnstiles

I look up at the Spring trees and see some
leaves where the sun shines through turn
transparently golden

O God shine through us the way
the sun shines through these transparent leaves and

ignites them
and turns them golden

5/22/2005 (from In the Realm of Neither)

Categories: Poems