Three elegant spruces,
the soft, safe place below
under their branches, covered in white
their arms linked together
their hands joined
a winter chapel, in the cold air
three sides to the sanctuary
no walls; open to God
a place of refuge,
a bit of the garden
a frozen sanctuary
quiet there,
holy ground, still
in the middle of the yard
January 23, 2009
(Raymond A. Foss)
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