The Heavens are Shattered

This bare tree framing the sky lays
bare the state of my soul:
a little bit empty
now and then
I might be seen through
but this too is gift:
the tree frames sky
and I frame why.

Branches cut up what is on high just
like lead pieces glass together by dividing:
the power of the line meets
the strength of the translucent.
The heavens are shattered
and so beautiful…

3 thoughts on “The Heavens are Shattered

  1. arlavergne says:

    It is so lovely to hear your voice in your poetry.

  2. shoreacres says:

    What a wonderful metaphor: and how wise, to point to the paradoxical truth of joining by dividing.

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