The Visitors

Photo by Susan Lamont

The Visitors

A slight breeze teased the sky,

 Wedgwood blue

Free of clouds

And

Mechanical passages,

Made perfect

Our visitor’s

Messages of spring in full glory.

Among the Jasmine and Honeysuckle bowers

Showers of soul

Enraptured the whole of us

Remembering and telling stories of the past

Both distant and near

With heart and ear,

We heard the poetry of life,

Work in progress,

Tales of endeavor and love.

While above

Bees, hummingbirds and butterflies

Were our Greek chorus of recitative,

Bringing relief of the spirit wound,

Giving leave of our richest soul

And

Wound up our artful toil

In blessing the day,

As he knelt

At the burial place

His head bowed,

His face,

A beauty of thought

And

Prayed

For the spirit of a loved one

Long gone

And

Now sought with joy

On this beautiful, magical day

No longer

So very far away,

So very far away.