Were the deep shadows waiting
under the naked trees
diagonal strips of darkest light
reaching into fallen leaves.
Were You waiting for me Lord
in your Holy tomb
and were you waiting my Child
In the Virgin's womb?
Were you waiting in eternity
to bring the world your light
and did Your Father tell you
That it would be this bright?
Were you waiting in the heavens
With angels at your side
or waiting by Your Father's hand
in that celestial tide.
And were these trees today
standing still and tall
while heaven's eye blinded me
and did I hear Your call?
I cannot know the answer
to where you are my Child
I know I wish my memories
were just as meek and mild.
L. Ivison copyright 2025
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