Tent Like Openings

Let the music in your judgments sing!

The rule of law is nothing but the song of human beings
raised in hopeful expectation of yearning for a place to

Nourish, grow, and cultivate each and every living thing.

A cup of water from the widow’s well, a burning bush,
a father’s knife, spared to save a darling son

His future husbandry.

When so much is given, holding to the world’s rim
intonations of a cherished sister’s richer resonance,

If not to ask, “Why does each and every day re-circulate?”
as if, the day before, we’d missed the cairn the breaking light

Sets upon the ripples of a lake.

Greg Hobbs 4/19/2015