Saturday, January 30, 2010

there are no pews more suitable for prayer
than naked river rock or exposed cliff ledge

no votary impulse more satisfied than at mountaintop
or at the base of inexorable whitewater
under big bossy cumuli

the whole body seems tempted toward campfire
as it does toward sunshine

breathing such living air
your skin is summoned to drink
the fine atmospheric champagne that on its own
comes to its knees
by earthy drunkenness or faith

faith in the wildness of life
in the sturdy storm enduring tree
and the white stamen of shooting star
that has been
abhorrently commandeered
by creation

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