The morning and I sing
broken hallelujahs
with Leonard Cohen.
(the minor fall, the major lift)
April sun shines
on the just and the unjust
as daffodils brown around the edges
and the tulips fade,
blossoms erupt
from redbud and dogwood.
(There’s a blaze of light in every word)
Song swells from the greening wood,
the triumphant sound of life renewed-
resurrection of springs promise
and the forgiveness of all winters sins.
(with nothing on my tongue but hallelujahs)
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah.
*** The lines in parentheses and the phrase ‘broken hallelujahs’ are taken from Leonard Cohen’s beautiful song, Hallelujah. It is one of many favorite songs from this wonderful songwriter and poet.
thecourseofourseasons 
Reblogged this on thecourseofourseasons and commented:
A memory of a poem written in a different time and season.
in those quiet moments so much can happen
Reblogged this on ervils51609 and commented:
A really fine poem.
One of my fave songs too – spectacularly sung by both k.d.lang and Crystal Bowersox (Crystal sang it on American Idol. Which I refuse to watch ever again because she should have won, and didnt. LOL. ) Love this poem, full of “ordinary” joys in every line, which are made extraordinary when we know how lovely they really are, as you do.