Sally Eslinger Poet Free verse

Climbing

CLIMBING


I try to climb the cascading garlands
Over-tossed from unseeable high points.  
Oh, there!  By a squint of the eye!  A random, 
Compelling break in the continuum allows
For a hint of the divine and, these delighting
Garlands  — braids of faith, no doubt released by 
The little hands of the angelic putti,while reciting 
Limericks of heaven, and letting sound their soft smiles as they send below their gathered 
Strings of blooms.  To temp us...No...Direct us on

To further passages for souls praying for a reach
To eternal gates and gardens.  There
Our longings are planted and watered by
God-collected tears.  So,these are
The garlands of our lives, which we endeavor to 
Rise upon again with now stalwart  legs, and a full 
Addressing of souls — awaiting splendor.  
This trying to climb requires a strength
 With a softness...only souls may inspire: 
The breath to endure.

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(C) Sally Young Eslinger 9/9/20

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Carolyn Devonshire September 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM This is so beautifully written that it gave me chills, Sally. I especially like how you describe the "garlands of our lives." And the last line -- "A breath to endure." Very nicely penned! Best wishes, Carolyn