WITH PSALM 110

You never know quite
what’s under your feet now,
do you? With all the smoke

on the holy mountain

as mindfulness opens,
the substance of the Spirit
repeatedly expands

from the womb of the morning

the Originator maps out an honorable way
to thwart destructive missions;
unsullied, with those who seek justice

He will drink from the stream by the path.

I never considered
a swamp a sanctuary
before the Corkscrew tour:

See, how He lifts up his head
on the dark-blue ridges of an alligator
or volcano!

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Copyright 2015

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