20 Year Old Poem Number20200108

20 Year-Old Poems NUMBER 3 Passover Tree Swallows Easter came a week into spring! And diving like jets in ongoing wars But reminding me of Jesus rising My Easter encounter with tree swallows Recalling too, “bats” at the Ponte Vecchio Passing over me – assuredly – Tachycineta bicolor Imitating sonar-powered dive bombing Like peregrines toward me – O now averting Collision at right angles, a loop, parabola? Face to face with the whites of their bellies Eye to eye with those iridescent male backs So many today, they might be gnats, sweat bugs Delighting my heart in this promised land My exodus offers two options at my Lake Hug the water to Cash Trail Or wander among old Maryland trees! Or meander with Laurel Trail lazily … On this quiet, gray afternoon In the finest spray of drizzling rain I stop and give homage to all THIS (c)Deo, shalom, shalom Friends. amen and amein