MY FRIEND EDITH: Ode to EDITH

Ode to EDITH

Beloved friend forever, Edith, obm passed over and returned her soul to Heaven a week before her 95th birthday 2018.

GLORY AND JOY

- Joy Krauthammer

Swath of saturated orange color

brushed high in the sky

and spread strangely across.

I call my 90 year old neighbor
to share this divine delight

knowing she is up early

and her daughter is away.

As sun rises with my call

I won't awaken daughter.

This morning Edith calls me back

tells me that the quiet color of pink

although pale, covered in light fog

is surprisingly seen in the west,

"but not like yesterday's colors"

(that I missed while asleep…)
she reminds me.

Edith and I share passion

for G*d's early morning palette,

and brush strokes in the western winds.

When color is high in the sky

I call and alert Edith

her view misses the low eastern horizon.

What fun to share the Glory and joy

between Edith and me.

Last night we immersed ourselves

in stunning narrow striations of illuminated orange,
deep blue and fuchsia with hues of purple

repeated intense color bands in the sky

across entire western horizon.
For a better view I drove toward the mountain.

Flaming colors felt like my long cotton scarf

I wore as I rode a camel
in wind-blown desert sands of blazing Moroccan Sahara.

Was easy to crawl out

from my tiny tent,
speechless, in awe, alone
to view these comparable colors of pure joy.

Sahara sand dunes and Santa Suzana Mountains
appear similar against the painted night and morning skies.

1/30/13

http://myfriendedith.blogspot.com/2010/01/ode-to-edith.html

MY FRIEND EDITH