Must I schedule grief to allow for joy?
I want to hold both at once like a tree
in the autumn of its year
when it is both green and red (or yellow).
Like a tree in spring yearly budding,
flowering, and letting go simultaneously.
Like a tree knowing another turn of the spiral
and the mystery will perform itself again.
O, to be as grounded as a tree
as ready for both routine and possibility.
O, to be able to say hello and goodbye
in a word with patience and humility
without separating from the love in me.
Written during Meeting for Worship for Business while considering reparations.
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