for Kelly K. Moran
Before they fell in love
he'd met her heart in a dream.
It offered hope and beat within him,
brought soil and light to the trees.
Then she came to him, full-bright,
an unearthly light across the fields.
As she spoke
her voice lifted flowers from the gray.
They swelled and broke the silence within him,
brought blue to the sea.
In such time she carried him, sleep-quiet,
placed his broken body in the arms of angels.
When the shadows fell away, one by one,
they could see that his heart resembled hers.
An undeniable sign.
Oh love, mysterious thing,
as vital to life as the stars are to the universe,
you are what gives God his sight.
Wheaton, Illinois, U.S.A.