A poem

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by James Goldberg

(CC) McKay Savage

When we first saw the dust they’d use to make our bodies,
we shouted with the stars for joy.
Such fine, solid stuff–to serve as soil for the trees
and shape temples for our souls.

But if we’d known then how it tastes to dwell in earth,
we’d have bowed our heads in reverent awe
for the beauty of the delicate silt
that flows around us through these
fragile, faith-filled,

*Image: banyan tree in Kolkata (largest canopy in the world) – this is all one tree, supported now by its prop-roots as the trunk has rotted and been removed.

About James Goldberg

James Goldberg's family is Jewish on one side, Sikh on the other, and Mormon in the middle. Goldberg co-edits the Everyday Mormon Writer literary website, teaches composition and creative writing courses at BYU, and blogs at Mormon Midrashim. His debut novel, The Five Books of Jesus, was published in September 2012.

3 Responses to A poem

  1. Paul says:

    Love the banyan photo. In Tainan, Taiwan, there is a banyan “forest” of sorts at the site of an old Dutch salt warehouse where it is difficult to tell where one tree ends and another begins. (Now I wonder if they really begin or end…)

    “fragile, faith-filled, / fleeting / years.” Beautiful. Hard to read those words aloud without digesting each one in turn. Lovely.

  2. Cheryl says:

    Beautiful. Seriously.

    My favorite line: “how it tastes to dwell in earth”

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