He woke this morning and searched
He found only empty pastels
a basket
cellophane hay
plastic hollowness
not a single bean
jellied or baked
not one rotten boiled egg
dyed and hidden amongst hyacinths

He woke this morning and searched
He found only downy mottled tones
mother duck
with ducklings brown and yellow
at the green sour lake
He gave them yesterday's sandwich
tucked for safe keeping
from out his pocket
He avoided church
because he had no white suit
a place to shower
or a comb for his hair

He woke this morning and searched
but God was not searching for him
and he was not found
He found though
a mother duck
and shared his sandwich
He would fast rest of day through

He woke this morning and searched
only fuzzy things were found