birdsong

I bathed my broken heart
in three months of silence
and birdsong

Easter morning
alone in the ancient church
ablaze with clarity
resting in radiance
I knew at last
the healing was done

blossom fell as I left
a marriage to the Tao

the deity told me
“love cannot arrive
from outside”

the sage told me
“your honour
is redeemed”

West Ogwell Church