"Visitations"

(written by Avi Abrams, 2009)


Pale reminiscences of Grand Things
Cast shadows on a gray slab of reality
They linger... only long enough
For Wisdom to take notice;
She watches wistfully their childish play.

This space is not going to stay empty long.

Still grander things will move in, with their mountainous bulk,
Engraving better - harsher - words;
Supplanting
many crumpled sheets of wonders
That transpired before.

There is a place
In the sky
Where all unrequited love returns to.
Where it is known,
And sent out again
As fragile, shimmering visitations.

@2009