A golden shovel after a line from “Joy” by Dorianne Laux

How long have I ignored the magic? Is there a
secret world? The foundation of ordinary is so solid
I can stomp on it without it breaking. But is a miracle
waiting for me just outside the pull of earth’s gravity?
As I sink with the air in a hurricane’s eye, something
whispers my name, and the voice sounds like you,
but it can’t be you, not in this world. How I would
love one more note of your song. Still, I learn
to dance with you, because two worlds are about
to recognize each other. You say I need only
receive the wonder. When I see sunshine, and later
the moon, when tomorrow I hear birdsong and
roosters welcoming morning, when I witness still
tiny buds on trees, I will know you are here and be
thrilled. When a crocus emerges, I’ll be amazed.