In Green Relief

Now

you need to step

outside

         (leaves still,

          knuckled in prayer)

            

and notice

          the flutter.

 

Its buttermilk wings

skim your feet

as if to absolve

any pain.

 

A wash

that evaporates

into wind

          yet lingers

 

(like taste or scent)

 

as you turn

to hear a door shut.

 

Stay there

and remember

you're not locked out

 

but just beginning

to enter.