A beautiful crying forth

“So every day

I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth

of the ideas of God,

one of which was you.”

― Mary Oliver

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outside the snow falls

an urban fox

dodges paranoid from tree to tree on his

to unknown safety

inside a baby smiles

and a toddler chatters

like a chipmunk who has tasted

the nectar of life

a mother loves

and a father solves the mystery of

the lost book

tea parties are held

for a plethora of dolls

it is all

the beautiful crying forth

of God’s love