Marjorie A. Buettner...

good Friday

I see you going through your holy rituals and envy your faith. I have a sky full of clouds, birds that fly over my head one by one and a lake that is free from ice, carrying the sun on its back.
Tonight I will light candles to the moon and stars and burn incense to keep the evil away. Perhaps I will be touched but I think not. Touching is for those who believe. Touching is for those who desire.

skipping stones-- the one with your name on it sinking without sound

WHCHaibun 2010-04-02