A foretaste

Your words

they speak

of counting hairs

and

grains of sand

And so

 it must be 

that 

You have touched 

each

and

every

golden orb

with

Light

And now

each

swells

with 

a

foretaste

of

Glory

divine

On the darkest night

On

the darkest night

when

greedy arms

encroach

and

spread

wider, thicker, stronger

than

I

there is yet 

a

light

and

it

burns

on

always

Love

"I have loved you with an everlasting love;

I have drawn you with unfailing kindness."

Jeremiah 31:3

With swirls of light

intertwining

shadow

and

dawn

there is

a

knowing

A

pulling

of

what

has always been

and

will

always be

Love

come

down

among

us

The Light that falls

There is a light

that

falls 

distinctly

square upon the leaf

above

my

head

And

when I lift my face

just so

the kiss of heaven

warms my cheek

to

glowing

Dust of heaven

In the still

of the afternoon

when the sun

yawns

long

If you

tilt

your head

just so

You will find

the dust

of

heaven

right

round

Glisten

"Pale hoar-frost glittered in shady slips..."

-Anne Glenny Wilson

God of wonder

whose love reaches around

corners

-dark-

to find me

Nestle in me

a

courageous faith

that lets loose

the icy heart

and

glistens

gold

at

sunrise