Streaming in currency of musical scale
You carve out a space with invisible touch

Kissing the flames in tiers of terse color
You smoke and burn the dew-dampened wood

 You move without sight, yet blinded are not
Feeling your way in chime and song

Moaning and singing without a distinction
You play in the trees with ceaseless vibration

 You light and lift the garment of Soul
With hymns that flit in patterned frivolity

 

 

 Dancing in death, you stifle a breath
Held short but a while, then released in new naissance

 Would you lift up the dust into storms of asymmetry
Converging the earth as if Life could stand still?

 How is it you appear so stable and stalwart
While blushing you chuckle in teasing emergence?

Flowing from points of hidden intensity
Your pedigree whisks forth in subtle delights

 Pulsing and pulling, you flirt with and frustrate
The zest of the Heart through Whom you blow through

 Must you annoy and unsettle in all you create?
If so, gift us patience to welcome the Fire!

                                                                                                          tpt 5/24/17