The majesty of dogs impresses us –
their solitary solidarity –
above their grey horizons
there is the promise, lingering…
of continuing.

These days an ending is assumed
that glorifies the story of our lives:
making children, seeing things,
listening to waves wash the pebbles.
overhearing our hearts’ desires.

Yesterday the sky darkened at noon
seas spewed forth strange shapes
clouds of misery engulfed us
all we knew, we soon forgot.

Now a pulse of re-creation
lends itself to me,
to you, and to you,
with all the good that love can do,
for this lonely human heart.

Some say acts of kindness and of love
become rarer day by day
that the keys of heaven are purchased by human blood
love buried deep in the mire.
God lends us time, it's true,
for all, for all, that love can do.

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