They will not be the bush
ignited as you pass,
nor your darkened bedroom lit
by a flock of angels’ wings.

What more can I tell you, she said, your heart
will tap Yes when it comes–
gleaming sidewalk coin of your mother’s birth,
dusty scent of your grandmother’s jewelry drawer,

or the essential words you find 
in a book your hand opened
like the sea parting its waters.  

Andrea’s new collection of poems, Her Joy Becomes, will be published by Fernwood Press in 2022