Today, i met one of my role models. Caroline Clare, woman of God and woman of proverbs 31:26. Best day to meet a beloved teacher and friend-close-as-big-sis.
WE went to Salt Lake City, attended Mass at 11 am, hung around for a while and talked to Cavin the Catholic Convert and then we lingered in the sanctuary, whispering while the pipe organ watched. When we were hungry, we hightailed to The Tea Grotto and talked.
and wrote poems. 🙂
Wintergreen hillfoggy laughs
But butterflies still grasp
And nerves are rubberbandball boingy.
Steeping in creased undereye sleep
And even on concrete
Just so far too giddy.
Until a tawny sun strolls hand-in-hand
Because WOW. It’s finally you.
Not only in the flying of mind
But in handshakes and leafgreeeeeeen
Flying arches Gothic
Because not only but also
There’s God heere next to
Two impossibly puzzled
Slightly spazzled us
Teacher and student,
Friend by friend
Melted under warm matcha
And red concoctions of possibliteas
I wouldn’t drink my tea any other way
Because even Chrismas can be now
Since you are.