Elijah

I feel

there is more to this

than meets the eye elijah

we are going to rise again

from this low sofa lowly life

face the day together as one

chat up the chatty blackbirds

the reluctant crow

in this heat wilt of leaves

crowning flowers

on this crust of earth us

we will call down the thunder

roar of sky

strike fear in the hearts

of the helplessly heartless

be our pagan selves

dress as lions cunning and king

crazy saints praying up a storm

calling to the heavens

they are waiting for you elijah

if only until the sun is done with itself

until this safe harbor of stars

is safe no longer

jppestana january 9, 2016