Wednesday, July 11, 2007
The Visitation (poem)
The Visitation
Molecules stirring,
arm or cheek awakening to its own life,
its private trajectory of joy,
overtaken by a feeling
it has no name for,
some fragile rapture,
delicate cellular dance
brought about by nothing that is seen
or interpreted,
merely infusion of bliss,
final blessing.
Dorothy Walters
July 9, 2007
