Saturday, December 26, 2015

Ritually Custom


'Tis a sensuous tribute to Time
that we caress the Moment,
knowing it curves and gestures
that sink into warm familiar coves,
sucking in all its nectar
as newly brewed.
Again, more, and a gain!
Let us do the steps-
in orderly,
walk with me, mirroring see,
strut through it
then and again
like it is your old house.
Right now, 
exactly like it was
when you remembered what
you came here for.

Tho never was it
the same, all most
re-placed.

Like last Time
bittersweet lingers not long 
enough.
Like seasons and seconds,
more tradition and Time
to do the same.
Plump predictions and ripe fruitions
bursting with Now
smelling like Then
we recognize This
time
as the Rite Time
to harvest
a gain.




Image By Mennonite Church USA Archives (1975 St Catherines Tradition Poster) [No restrictions], via Wikimedia Commons.

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