a trice or two

gentle moments catch us unaware

draw us into knowing we share

something deeper than words

shifts into catching our breath

 

the ululation of screech owls

claws raw the wounds of loss

while mourning doves coo companionable comfort

 

a sunbeam pierces thunderhead

to light a path between heaven

and earthling and soft peace settles

on a mourning gasp

 

moments without preparation

startle us into assurance

beyond grief or fear, if only

for that instant

MaryJane Nordgren

Author of the Nandria Series, MaryJane is a retired family practice physician who grew up in the Midwest but now lives in the Pacific Northwest.

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