Abiding In Amazement Poem by Etienne Charilaou

The scenes of a little life:
blue skies that hurt your eyes;
a murder of crows,
numbers reduced to one;
at the crow's right, the moon
in its last quarter;
and on the rockery,
striking neon-purple petal edges
of a seemingly drab ol' succulent,
and across the street:
a never-say-die Hong Kong orchid tree,
the toughest of the flowers
holding on in pink glory.

Where you are
is kinda where God wants you to be;
where you are
is kinda where God is.

The beauty beyond this flattering veil cannot be imagined.