Iona Moment
Here
where God is sought out
not in simile of rock and sea
We say
this is how it will be
when we know him
But he is now
In this serene extravagance
he comes to me
Far from all we made
standing where our brethren prayed
he is here
Enough
for now
is now
The larks’ soliloquy
and waves hushing far below
say to me
he is here
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Copyright © Piers Denholm-Young | Year Posted 2016
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