shatters the sky
with unexpected snow,
bursting into surprise.
The future unrolls itself
like the ark of a new
covenant, promising
everything, which arrives
differently each year,
a gradual light, or
perhaps suddenly,
like thunder, like
children playing or
a blackbird singing
after a long silence
or a woman on her
deathbed, seeing
for the first time
her ancestors bathed
in unexpected life,
beckoning.
