The city is green, steepled and calm,
words strung like beads worn close
to the skin to count and recount and
the nearest we get to heaven today
is in seeing a distant osprey
lift its wings, prepare for passage,
bear all the weight of our imagining.

Charmaine Cadeau [As usual off the TO subway. I took the photograph from the Observatory at the Canada Life Building],

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