New Poem: 'Sanctuary'

Sanctuary

You have to say, ‘thank you,’

or else all of this disappears:

the sunshine in the garden

the magnolia tree

just in bud, the feeling of freedom

blessed into the sky;

there is nothing you own

and nothing

that cannot be

taken or given in time’s

reaching way.

So you must begin to speak

with everything around you;

the way the spider’s web

touches, delicately,

the wall, the branch,

the wind. Luminously,

you extend a hand

to all you had ignored

and somehow

it touches you back.

6th April 2021

Liverpool