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| Jessica Lewis 🦋 thepaintedsquare |
Audience of Light
I can see to the end of a rainbow,
sing star language to constellations
and read their responses in fireflies
-Marc di Saverio, Sanitorium Songs, p. 46.
Let us pray in meditation, contemplate the singer of light.
Rainbows are lines of sheet music, water particle scales,
denoting octaves in wavelengths, sounded by thunder clefs.
The singer reads aloud. His song is prismatic.
Arrangements of stars: an audience who embodies liturgy.
Little lights, like fireflies, must be tiny beatitudes;
no less for being tiny, but no more than one-sentence proclamations.
In stars, the sermon itself can listen to the parishioner.
The whole parish is a speck by comparison.
Sing and be heard, speck! Galactic significance in not only for galaxies.
Homily, altar call, constellation…they compel replies.
When the audience is made of light as wide as a ray from the dawn of time,
the transcendental proof of the existence is the applause of light
flitting from fireflies with the pulses of dusk-muted finger snaps.
© Terry Trowbridge
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| Terry Trowbridge |
Terry Trowbridge is a Canadian fruit farmer who is grateful for poetry funding from the Ontario Arts Council. He is widely published in over 100 journals and reviews, such as Pennsylvania Literary Journal, Carousel, Lascaux Review, Kolkata Arts, Leere Mitte, untethered, Snakeskin Poetry, and many others.
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