Cadences on Trust

 

“Caretaker of Creation Spirit”

 

1.

It moves inside

Where the cadence of life

Meets the immovable firm

Like wind wrapping essence strands

Of new DNA on the iron gate

Of that which must be

 

 

2.

The ineffable form of the universe

Filaments of light

Realms of power and conductivity

That which is held

And that which moves

Including us, ourselves

Held, and part of the vine of life

 

 

3.

Is life then a state of being,

A gift of feeling, sensing

That is entrusted to us?

Does God extend this gift

For a time…

Before drawing us back

Safely into the firm,

Which from here appears unknown?

- Peg Simon