The Seven Yellow Daffodils
So beautiful in their loveliness
you have to slide them closer to
the window to pour more light
into their yellow chalices.
Seven yellow daffodils, seven
yellow sacraments of the universe.
The scent of their incense makes the bee
fly free out of the crystallized amber.
And you? There’s enough grace here
to redeem all of your sins. You can dip
your fingers into these founts
of yellow absolution. Your fingertips —
glowing with sacred pollen —
touch this yellow to your eyelids,
thumb a cross on your forehead and
lick this communion off your fingertips.
Does forgiveness really taste this good?
Seven flowers glowing with halos of sunfire,
enough yellow here to anoint the final
sacrament of your life, until the petals fall,
until the petals fall.
(C) 2008 James Ciletti