The Sages Say to Trust
The Sages say to trust
for God is near.
But on the tree the leaves are gone—all fallen.
And as I lift my head and with my fingers comb my hair
I hear a voice: “Despair! Despair!”
“I will not,” I interject.
And on a branch a little bird sings merrily.
How can I a moment saddened be
when a bird such as she
sings for me?
A. Michele Leslie is a poet and playwright who lives in Sauk Rapids, Minnesota with her husband, David, and two cats.