The One

 

Like black-shelled turtles emerging from underground tunnels,

they hide their heads from the rain,

scurry to their assigned dry places,

shake off water, disappear – but for one

blue shell that separates to find ocean.

 

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Young Moon

moon earthshine

 

These February evenings, our invisible daytime Moon,

lost in the Sun’s glare, has moved

east of the setting sun, a crescent

briefly seen in the west after sundown.

Earthshine is softly lighting the dark side.

 

Epiphany

No manifestations. No striking gods or goddesses.

No visits by wise men bearing gifts.

No river baptism. Not even a revelation

like some Dubliner hearing universal snow falling –

a distant star’s soul, a bright radiant.