unseen work

“Earth's crammed with heaven, 

And every common bush afire with God; 

But only he who sees, takes off his shoes - 

The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.”  

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

sudsy water warm cleansing

my legs are full

i look out over the kitchen sink

dark world, drippy with rain

the house sleeps on

kitty waits

it won't be too long

the sleeping house will wake

for now i wash and wipe

alone, quiet, cleansing

knowing all the while

i walk on holy ground