Nature left me a parking citation—
A freshly dropped poplar leaf
Tucked neatly under my washer wiper
For all the world to see.
Embarrassed, I hurried to tuck it close
To my breast as I got in my car.
I closed the door and sat to see
What errors I had committed.
My entire life passed before my eyes
As I read the Coptic script—
Years of wasted resources,
Thousands of plastic wrappers,
Seminal emissions spewed on hard
And unworked fields,
And other crimes unlisted.
But at the cellular level, I viewed
A vibration of complete forgiveness,
The power of chemical neurotransmissions
That I could only comprehend as a Gnostic,
And the jury’s song beamed faithfully
Like a Hallelujah Chorus
As I smelled the greenness of its life
And pressed the leaf between the pages
Of My Book.
-jenn long
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