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
