Life is Full of Pain and Glory
Like a single leaf
spiraling lazily down
through a china blue sky.
Like a hangnail
which, in careless irritation,
is yanked and bleeds.
Like a fragile, confused iris
blooming in October
one block from the hospital.
©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016
Such perfect images, Mary Lee. The "single leaf/spiraling" in the "china blue sky" helps me see beauty, even on the last trip. There are days, too, sometimes, when we are all that iris, I believe, full of pain (and confusion), full of glory. May we see, like you have in this poem, the glory.
ReplyDeleteThank you.