As I gaze upon the Spring green Ginkgo leaves
that dance in the April breeze
I can remember and foresee
the exquisitely painful beauty
of these tiny fans in the fall
of the golden perfection
that has been and will be
So too I imagine
I pray
I believe
that Christ knows us
as we were in the beginning
as we will be in the end
and as we have been for all time
Beloved golden creatures
full of the light and love of God
awaiting our season to shine.