Awaiting the Chariot
Awaiting the Chariot
Come garlands!
Ascend the canopies whose gabled slopes send awash tulips beds and Hydrangea
A new dew fell, festooned in Light and gorgeous
the atriums and holy trellises bind ivy and Climbing Rose in an arcade of Grapevine
and Buttercup
paths winding through evergreen, tendrils culique turn skyward
awaiting the Divine chariot.
Meantime, the people readied themselves
among and about ivory bolsters calmly fastening and securing
each garland and platied wreath
billows windswept then battened with white flags and pennants
regalia hung gladly among the arches and porticos upright
for a delegation arriving to rejoice as He says, “Make difficult to easy”
Shape all to joy, from fall to resurrection
To the worlds, the sunlight slants but doesn’t yet speak its Light
regales with tales of woodland creatures and mirthful laughter, blue Bellflowers
the devotees arrive, all
all handsome and bedecked and sparkling in this self-same sun
The anointing