Take Comfort Where You Can

Not for nothing

are we given at least as much

sense as God gave a goose,

which we have no access to, sensewise.

We don’t speak goose

nor recognize what body language

there may be in a body

which is mostly neck and dollop.

But down, now there is something

to build dreams on.

We have recourse

and in the morning the feathered snow

will have come and closed the roads.

Linger. Leave off.