new poem

ISLINGTON CHURCH A moment I felt I knew  nearness  to new love no more grief. to be there being in your eyes for God loved me he did this mindfully beyond joy yet knowing you and your idiocy  you the shameful  soon gone and all with it so It's not the weight you carry but how you carry it - books, bricks, grief - it's all in the way  you embrace it, balance it, carry it when you cannot, and would not put it down" So I went practicing. Have you noticed? Have you heard the laughter that comes, now and again, out of my startled mouth? How I linger to admire, admire, admire the things of this world  that are kind troubled - roses in the wind, the sea geese on the steep waves, a love to which there is no reply?