Mercies

After John Donne’s “Occasional Mercies”

How curious it is 
wrapped in rags of time 
for a child   in the depth of night 
to text her sorrows 
to a school friend 
on the planet’s sunlit side 
& receive an instant reply

How long her legs become 
on the sky bridge   striding 
from winter   into the summer 
of Caribbean sunlight   where 
fruit is ripe in season