11-13 Asleep

Asleep

 

Multitudes who sleep in the dust of the earth will awake:

some to everlasting life, others to shame and everlasting contempt.

—Daniel 12.2

 

A cardinal is mystified, perched on a stainless-steel dog dish

as it gazes into frozen water—at that fluffy red reflection

 

miming every move.

 

By the wooden fence a frozen feathered shape

perches. Wind pounds a fence. Overhead,

Canadian geese lance through gray skies.

 

.           .                          

 

Warmer, at 19°as I jog,

wearing a ski mask and surgical mask,

through swirls of snow into upper Bethabara,

its ancient Moravian cemetery checkered

by gravestones protruding from snow.

 

I pause, panting at one on the furthermost corner.

 

Brushing snowdust, I see the name eroded, only

 

1741– 1794.

 

Sleeping?

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