“Blessing” by Jeff Burt

may your eyelids be diaphanous parasols 
sheltering from the invasive light of the sun
shielding as parables the blinding truth
when love excites the eyes
to things the heart may not accomplish

may your eyelids be shutters opened in spring 
like sprawling petals of poppies 
fingers extended from its palm
when love so darkens the heart the eyes 
cannot perceive except the merest light


Jeff Burt lives in Santa Cruz County, California, with his wife and a July abundance of plums. He has work in Clerestory, Amethyst Review, Mojave Heart Review, Rabid Oak, and The Monarch Review. He works in mental health.

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