Suncatcher Poem by Christopher J. Grasso

Suncatcher glowing in tinges of rainbow onto the table, next to the Bible,
glare from the window slithers along the hallway floor, in a minuet fraction all day,
fingers rub the tablecloth, the tea breathing heavy, steams,
eyes wonder distant, blended into spring and horizon.

Flushed with the season of blossom, the pet makes a gesture to the door,
light has reached the empty chair in the corner, all is perfect against the white wall,
the leaves wisp the music of heated breezes,
you touch the changes along with the Earth, and fashion your body newborn again

The warmth of the sun overwhelms.