Us and Flowers
A day for atonement again.
Three months ago, Blackfeet Daisies and Apache Plumes lined the road.
In your garden Tidy Tips, their flowers white & gold fingerprints.
Last night I read that C/2023A3, or Atlas, or Comet Tsuchinshan-Atlas
moves away from Earth in orbit around our sun
every eighty thousand years.
Tonight near us, it is bright with a tail.
“Pretend,” says a mother to her son,
“that Trouble is changed as clay can be
into a huge bull (you know we’ve
got to dispose of it, a ritual matter
involving blades and blood).
“The bull is about to charge. We have
only this bright shawl with fringes
around our shoulders. What must we do?”
I think that G-d tells us to step aside and twirl as we raise the shawl. Doesn’t G-d?