Shunned At A Funeral - The Sermon Of The Wilds

Gasps and sighs
I was sitting where the pines
Grow thin and where the ground
Remembers rain.
When the hush leaned
Close and asked me first what
I'd lost
And what
I'd gained.
So I asked
The quiet just to see if the world
Had words for me.
If you could
Talk, what would you tell a heart still
Learning how to be
If you could talk, what would you say
What truth would you not turn away?
If you could speak, if
I could
Hear, what would you tell
And music] me
Standing here
A dove stepped down from ash and limb with weather in her eyes.
She said