The emails and the phone calls piled up
In metaphoric ridges
That recall these ivory embankments
That rise along the driveway
Back at home.

These new tasks demanded my attention
And the project at the top
Of my to-do list was the one
Hardly begun
At close of day.

Today, O God,
Let me tell the story of your grateful people
And watch the mounds
Of ivory distraction
Melt beneath the gleaming
Of your sun. 

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