Endurance is for the living hopeful

Endurance is for the living hopeful

left by loved ones

‘mid cross-walk.

Endure:

in the intersection

of heaven

and earth

the

v

e

r

t

i

c

a

l

beam

is longer than

the horizon,

the sky’s spine greater than burdened shoulders.

Crucifixion is temporal;

resurrection—eternal.

Groans diminish within a minute

when

t

 h

  e

w

 e

a

          r

     y

trip

       over

Laughter,

a patient

  spring

 hidden

         in

          the

             wild.

Surprise.

The prize trickles at your feet.

‘Mid the dirt, a limitless drink.

In the tic of a wink

dust-to-dust

becomes God with us.

Endure.

Endurance is for the living hopeful.

                                                                                                                              

a poem by Troy Cady