we keep ourselves
so busy on this day:
rearranging the flowers
for the umpteenth time,
tuning instruments
and voices for THE day,
rewriting the fourth draft
on a sermon which, in
truth, will say nothing new.
but
if we were
to simply sit
in silence
in the shadows
wondering
hoping
fearing,
we might begin
to catch a glimpse
out of the corner
of our eyes
of the glint
in your eyes
of what is about
to happen
(c) 2024 Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
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