Sacred April

Sacred April

April is Sacred because

You were born

Amongst the birth of sweet lambs

and the sharp debris of winter

April is Sacred now

You are here 

A solitary tree is planted 

In the ever-present lonely land

Sacredness born

Between grey confusion 

And somber sun bliss

Golden tears of happiness 

Sacred alters—

Glistening threads of

sunshine on rivers beneath

sagging grey clouds

April’s Sacred skies 

dreamlike, anxious

Smooth hazy meadows 

with their barbed wire gates

Sacred April, you 

Threaten,

Promise,

Blooming but always withholding-

Rose McDaniel, Edinburgh

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