Another Prayer
By Laura Cooney
Recently featured in the Candlestick Press ‘Butterflies’ Spoken Word Launch 2024)
Stained glass slivers,
perch slightly on the forest cathedral.
Soul flight, searching solace,
nature is not always fair.
Skirting sweet chalices,
a new born, sky borne celebration,
glazed wings, gossamer filament,
errant whimsy in the wind.
Floating in a summer breeze,
this season of shock passes to stiff chill,
till barren bracken crunches underfoot.
The russet afternoon,
reveals a shard of hope,
cocooned in leaf litter.
Somewhere, a bell rings, alerting us,
midwinter’s stringent approach.
But then we see the truth.
Looking skyward,
examining the foliage,
hope springs before us.
Tiny eggs.
Another prayer.