Tender divine one who

Walks on soft moccasins without

Even rustling the pine needles

Gently alert, listening like the

Deer, attuned to the subtlest 

Scent, Ursula-like, attentive to

Each movement with eagle-eyes,

Who walks on wind and drifts in

Swirling eddies amongst microcosms

Whispering, whispering, now

Crashing, invading, breeching,

Smashing into lives, disrupting

Neatly packaged theologies,

Overturning tables of tradition.

Seismic shaking, erupting,

Disconcerting, suddenly there is

Life! Joy! Creativity – allegro,

Now vivace with cosmic explosions,

Pillars of creation, the light, fast

Tempo of spheres singing in 

Joyous harmony, colors radiant,

Paramours in Chagall glass

God crashes in with dazzling

Delightful, glorious destruction.

The fire that roasted our fish, and

The coals that warmed our feet,

The glow by which we read the poems,

Flamed forth into the refining fire of

Love.