the shimmering water in my soul
moistens beneath the sun’s touch.
a green symphony plays the calling
of God: we sleep while nature prays.
i offer you sweet mangos:
color of sunset, token of faith.
your soul, o noble Messenger:
a sky radiating God’s light.
a child gathers heaven
in her eyes: fleshing of
bones, clotting of blood
beneath layers of darkness,
and then the birth of a
universe in need of God.
come to prayers, come to prayers:
which of God’s favours do you deny?
the early hours of dawn and the gentle stream:
at night, stars splash sparks of truth
a prayer for you: may God’s Light
awaken your inborn faith, till it
flows like human blood in human veins
and your soul: deep like the primordial river.
POETRY: FaithPosted Feb 11, 2003