On the blue horizon line

SIMPLE PROW

You see a cat stripe-shadowed

by the slats of a fence.

One of those incidents

from Mendelssohn, out of childhood

infinity... flicker of memory.

Today.  Mid-April air

and sunlight.  Barely there –

a plainness of weathered cedar, sea-

bells.  Sea-salt.  Far away

two splendor-pillars

mark the Gate of years

& gravity – shine, wave goodbye...

& on the blue horizon line

mother & father join

two hands (bright axle-sign

– a double-axe) under the sun.

Man & Woman, O (M-W)...

Come forth, my son,

my daughter, only one –

Time & Space unfold in You.

The mysterious heir of heaven

danced a masque before

Magdalen’s cave-door –

mothering the grainy leaven,

heavy loom of Here & Now.

Under faded barn slats,

hidden in straw, the cat’s

prowling a kingdom’s simple prow.

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