The Promise

[bi_janus]

The Promise

Bi Janus

Saturday morning

I came upon a promise

standing upon my door,

not even the tips

of bony fingers

soft or raw,

the frame

skeletal without

decay but all waiting.

Instead,

pointing to what

I will see in later—

green in Summer.

The promise

that if I can abide

fire will greet

me in the Fall.

[bi_janus]

Well, let's try it again. A word changes everything.

The Promise

Bi Janus

Saturday morning

I came upon a promise

standing upon my door,

not even the tips

of bony fingers

soft or raw,

the frame

skeletal without

decay but all waiting.

Instead,

pointing to what

I will see later—

green in Summer.

The promise

that if I can abide

fire will greet

me in the Fall.

[Merkin]

Yet Hope must always battle with Certainty.

James