Paddles skim on liquid glass,
Sky checks her reflection;
Rocky shores with wooden doors
Display her pure complexion.
Hands of Time, I snap you here,
To break your counting power,
Cram a lifetime’s thirsty soul
Into this sacred hour.
Butter on living toast,
you breakfast my morning
with breathless beauty,
food for thought and heart
.
to sate endless appetite
(heart hunger rarely needs
to loosen its belt); soul
growls, empty, and you,
.
in so temporary a skin,
exercise your right
to round my malnourished belly
with your dying gift.
.
Daylily blossoms only last for one day, as their name implies – yet how much their short-lived petals bless our world! What can YOU do today to feed someone’s spirit?