Rittenhouse Square, Philadelphia. Marie Chatfield (2017).

Psalm in Rittenhouse Square

Rows of tulips enrobed in red velvet stand captivated,
having paused in midst of all their rush
to marvel at the soft light of the sun –
I, too, bask in your love.

The trees in all their verdant variations
reach their limbs ever higher, stretching on tiptoe
at the top of their earthen mats –
I, too, yearn to be nearer to you.

And here you are in this warm breeze,
lingering on my lips and lifting my curls.
You whisper your love to me and I am listening –
with all five senses and my soul, I listen –

and I am saturated with joy, loving and being loved by you.