Psalm X

it is the time of

in-between

the after and before

after the freeze

before the sun’s passion

after the world white

before the fullsome green

after death

before life returned

after Friday

                before Sunday

we are a people

in-between

blue sky above

layered earth below

and I look up into blinding sun-spackled sky

in gratitude for in-betweenness

for memory and imagination

for the crocus that is the promise of purpleness 

after months of darkness