when cause and effect

when cause and effect
are turned around
the beauty of the snow
is not the snow’s
but beauty born to bloom
in my heart;
when effect is not without me
but lies instead within me,
then my love’s touch
is not her touch
so much as my heart
opening in joy
before her finger tips;
when the way
from here to there
is not there but
here all the way,
then I need not travel
to find my way
and need not strive
to find my lost luggage
for it finds me unerringly;
so it is I see
the constructed life I thought I knew
crumble at my feet
and from its dust
a blossom grows
with white waxy petals
folding outward
from my soul.

--JAH 2/14/06