We
are in the final days of April, which is National Poetry Month. Here is a poem I
wrote in honor of the Holy Spirit, the great poet of the universe.
All in All
The
sky is my prayer, the birds are my prayer,
the
wind in the trees is my prayer, for God is all in all.
—Thomas Merton
When
my imagination pales,
the evening sky never fails
to unfurl a panorama
the evening sky never fails
to unfurl a panorama
I can trust the house wrens
to greet the dawn in my stead
gingko leaves galliantly open
to engage the breeze in a dance
to praise you, the omnicient
creator of all that I see,
as close as the very air
of your breath that is all in all.
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