Water gathering
most days I wait
through blue and sun
till dusk
or even later
and the rose has faded
to lavender, to gray
some days, the sleet
has started
and the leaves underfoot
are slick with ice
somehow I'm never sorry
and never learn
one night I waited
till the stars were out
dropped the bucket into
sound, only felt the weight
of it filling
and the night full of stars
and the river full of stars
and the bucket full of stars
come morning, the coffee
is also full of stars
2 comments:
What a lovely picture to go with such inspiring words!
Do you know when and by whom they were set to music?
I don't.
I heard the Latin first in the 60's, about the time of the MLK march on DC. But I love all the versions.
♥
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