North Beach Grace

Sitting in a North Beach cafe–across Columbus from City Lights–I inhabited a moment of grace.

North Beach Grace

My journey to this table well set
with silverware and olive oil
began decades ago and an hour ago,
a tunnel and bridge path inflamed
in the furnace of late autumn sunset.
In this gilded moment I await my beloved
and our precious charge, wine on its way –
and here they are, enlivened and happy,
seated beside me, enthusing their day.
On this kind December evening we bask
under holiday lights coloring the shadows,
giving thanks for blessings bestowed.

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