I’ll never look at two sticks the same
(come to think of it, I never spent a lot of time
looking at sticks so I’m not sure
how significant a statement that is)
after God told Ezekiel to pick up two of them
and then assigned them meanings.
One for the north and
one for the south. A divided kingdom
fused together into one
by an act of holy arts and crafts.
Makes me think of other divisions –
Other lefts and rights which
are still housed within lands
united by one name. Liberals and
conservatives. East coast
and west. Presidents and
those who just use the word “president.”
We need a divine influence to
graft us together, plant us in the ground
maybe add a little water so just
one tree grows.
We all get to be a leaf
nourished from the same place.
Let us be an evergreen
Let us breathe.