“Divine Appointment”

Tears taste bittersweet,
but
bear the anguish for joy.
 
Tears
(apart from me you grow.)
 
Taste
(Bud blossom the dust maker.)
 
Bittersweet
(Censor the servant and slide.)
 
Bear
(Weight these solid gold whispers.)
 
The Anguish
(A shrinking place to land.)
 
For Joy
(Come again completion.)
 
Our lives overlap
in this
Divine Appointment.