Motes make magic
in gleaming beams.
poem-repentence December 23, 2014
‘Marry in haste
repent in leisure,’
they say;
we repent
in long embraces,
loving looks,
and thankfulness.
We repent,
wrapped leisurely
together in sleep.
We repent
in steadfastness,
temperance,
and patience.
Shawn L. Bird 