Despite the weather
(the orange winds of fall
and green of April),
God's children safely stay: the savior's hands
protect the small towns from the blizzard tides,
prevent the ark's timber from rotting
and keep the just-born babies, golden, asleep.
(blessed by the raindrop)
is the landscape
where the youngsters learned to grow and fight
against adulthood creeping in from all sides.
Their wishes whispered to the dark have never
gone ignored, unanswered, wished in vain.
Words reach heaven
unseen through today's cry
of love and rain
but where is the saint or sage who can explain
the adolescent pair of sister suicides?
This question will echo long past the holy season
for the answer lies nowhere on this landscape.
The hilltop cross
sheds artificial light
each evening, despite.