You who saw

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You who saw

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You who saw the

morning fall on leaves

all rotted and brown but

kissed this darkest turn

and threw your coins to the clouds.

 

You who loved and always learned

that love is nothing earned.

 

You who opened your heart to a child

and let her wed and weave her own.

 

You who felt the wanting grave

when you felt the skeleton hand of a friend

unchained.

 

You who beheld your wife like a sunrise

and gave her everyday a new light to live for.

 

You who are so beautiful and always beginning,

like a band of circling swallows, like a whale

first seen in the wild, like the scent of home.

 

You are a thousand good men on a morning walk,

the chapel bell’s waking call, sweet and deep

as the true belief in miracles.

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Copyright © 2002 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Nostrovia! Milk and Honey Siren Anthology”

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“Allison Grayhurst intertwines a potent spirituality throughout her work so that each poem is not simply a statement or observation, but a revelation that demands the reader’s personal involvement. Grayhurst’s poetic genius is profound and evident. Her voice is uniquely authentic, undeniable in its dignified vulnerability as it is in its significance,” Kyp Harness, singer/songwriter, author.

“Allison Grayhurst’s poems are like cathedrals witnessing and articulating in unflinching graphic detail the gritty angst and grief of life, while taking it to rare clarity, calm and comfort. Grayhurst’s work is haunting, majestic and cleansing, often leaving one breathless in the wake of its intelligence, hope, faith and love amidst the muck of life. Many of Allison Grayhurst’s poems are simply masterpieces. Grayhurst’s poetry is a lighthouse of intelligent honour… indeed, intelligence rips through her work like white water,” Taylor Jane Green, Registered Spiritual Psychotherapist and author.

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