Monday, February 21, 2011


You know how to interpret the appearance of the sky, but you cannot interpret the signs of the times.
Matthew 16:3

I’m not one to put much weight in signs
but this morning I slept in
holding a stubborn grudge
against this particular Monday

when the sun
came bouncing off
my neighbors house
through my window
my eyes opened into slits

the first thing I saw
was the wolf figurine
you got me in Colorado
howling in silhouette
on my window-seal

maybe I'm reading too much into it,
but how is that not a sign
of the start of a good day?

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