Image: Sudie Blanchard
Sparrow’s Hope
How does the morning
greet you?
Is it the sparrow’s hope
that calls you from slumber?
The sigh
of a contented bee
as it drapes the peony?
The indigo sky
raises its amber gaze
in welcome;
The tall oak responds
limbs outstretched
as light plays
within its hollows.
“Awake!”
croaks the pond frog
who drifts on the lily,
while beneath him
tiny fish
weave a silver dance.
The earth glistens
sings
tells the story
again.
Do you know that you, too,
are holy?
Kathryn Yingst
6/24/2022