"Annunciation"
The stars spiral and turn.
Planets twirl.
The needy earth spins
around the axis of her heart.
The cosmos hesitates, holds, waits,
in the spaces of her breathing
awaiting news of its future tilt.
Angel wings beat time with her pulse.
Celestial lives paused and indeterminate.
She is the threshold,
the hinge of the door,
the finger asked to turn the page.
Or not.
Her yes will mark
our before,
our after.
Our old
and all that will be made new.
