Reflections

There was no sun today.
But we had light to live by nonetheless.
A misty diffusion of hope in the wind
That urged us lifeward
Sun or no.

The tide came in, the gulls broke the fast
Of a night drenched with rain.
The sweepers deliberately gathered wet garbage
The wind refused to blow away.
Folk hunted for treasure of all sorts with patience
This dawn -- like they felt something change
In the air.

Too many day-signs to let the
Sun's absence stop us.
Besides, in this new light
We could see but not be seen --
Could afford to move carefully, look
Without hurrying.

We had reason to seek treasure here
On this day the sun bypassed;
This day paused us to seek things
Overlooked when the sun came as usual.

Copyright © 1993 Bo Gordy-Stith
Ocean City, Maryland