Post Rapture

picture by Bill

Time came and went
day of reckoning, however calculated
didn’t occur the way it was predicted.

The day spent in the orange groves
of a Historic State Park
was one of the happiest on record.

Sun shining but not extremely hot
flora blooming but not overrun with pollen.
children squealed while they played games,

soccer balls kicked, volley balls served,
baseballs with long rainbow tails tossed,
kids moved like monkeys through the trees.

The youngest one cried when his balloon popped
comforted when the eldest one gave him hers
without being asked.

Conversation among the adults
was casual like a low mummer
punctuated with laughter.

If this was rapture
then for a few hours
we were in heaven

communion with other souls
engulfed in the embrace
of a tender god.