A Visit

by DEREK OTSUJI

And they were there—
bobbing below the plumerias
whose fallen flowers, I’d been raking from
the lawn—two fairy terns
like white-shirted missionaries
knocking at a door that opened
above my head!
 Wondering how they’d found me
            at this earth address, I looked at them, looking at me—
            They hovered so close that if I reached out,
I believed a message would unfold
            from an envelope of wings.