My grandma said, “hush,”
Today God is dead, be still –
Weep, lament and pray.
My grandma said, “hush,”
Today God is dead, be still –
Weep, lament and pray.
A haiku for the first day of National Poetry month
Streams of water flow
I watch in grateful silence,
praying with my heart.
In stillness I sit
like an open, empty cup –
waiting to be filled.