More July
mornings
than not
.
arrive with
certainty and grace.
When a July morning
is enjoined
to encase itself in the oppressive
heat of a midsummer day,
it loses
.
grace
but not
certainty.
.
Brutal obliviousness
is a strength –
an eruptive card in
Nature’s pack,
and ineluctably shows
up many
more times than
once.
.
Nature
neither holds
nor is swayed
.
by the card for too long,
but seems
to like to keep it
long enough
to trouble. Troubling foments
visionary imagination.
.
So,
all in
all,
.
gain edges out loss. Awareness
becomes at once preternaturally
wide and focused. A wild card
of improbability always awaits it.
.
Its
fear
takes on
.
the bristle of excitement. ‘Trouble’
adds interest and beauty. Ergo grace
returns even to hot July, sometimes.
Grace has a sense of duty.
.
.
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