Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Lose and Find Yourself - a Poem for Day Twenty-Four of PAD


For today’s prompt, write a faith poem. For some people, faith means religion. For others, faith means trusting in science and mathematics. Still others, think George Michael’s “Faith” just as some immediately conjure up Faith Hill. Regardless of where you put your faith (or don’t), today’s poem gives you an opportunity to express yourself.


Photo of Birch Trees by Linda G. Hatton
We Are All Part of Nature


Lose and Find Yourself

Have faith,
she said,
in every fresh cloud-
          burst, and in the wind’s
     knack
for consoling
     your distress
with its temper-
          a-mental
flurries.

Have faith,
she said,
when the common
nightingale sings—
observe
how its aria
     flutters
     your heart
like wings.

Have faith,
she said,
in your childhood
birch tree,
(b)looming
in your mind,
     over
     every
regret.

And when you can,
have faith,
she said,
in your reflection,
captured by sky
and sea, staring
back at your human-
          ity,
          whispering,
          you are
consoling cloudburst,
fluttering common
     nightingale song,
(b)looming birch tree—
     all separate
and all one. 

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