Awe-Full Blessing

That missing plank

in this weather beaten

fence invites your trembling

hand to reach 

through emptiness

towards another’s private

property and a pink

rose shimmering in January’s

sun to touch

*God in all their surprising

glory and seductive

mischievousness

where you may sense

a trail ever new,

often bewildering

ever dazzling,

for those with eyes

to see and feet

to carve pathways

that swerve infinite forks

into gardens exploding 

fragrance and thorns, this space

of everywhere, a place 

no longer private,

open to all comers.

(*substitute Life, Interbeing, Allah, Yahweh,

Jehovah, Suchness,The Universe Song, 

Great Spirit, Higher Power,Tao,

Brahman,The Big Banger,etc

if preferred. ‘They’ care not

what we name ‘them’)