"Emmanuel" (God with Us) There’s a whisper
On her lips:
“Emmanuel.”
Even as the darkened silhouettes
Of trees - their limbs, branches laid bare -
reaching up towards Unseen arms,
Return empty.
She comforts the trees
and self with
“Emmanuel.”
When snow cradles the lifeless
Limbs and blankets the world,
In memory of leaf, flower and fruit
She breathes:
“Emmanuel.”
And He appears;
In spirit and frosty form
Through the whisper
Escaping from her soul.
Kareen 11/2008
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