I first saw God at the age of four
she was everywhere, in everything
like a scar of beauty in the depths
hanging on each leaf, like a bud

the cheeks of the sun were pale before Her
and the earth acted shy for her Will
consumed in her grace, I was in awe
of how divine light entered my heart

from where she was, i understood
what adults did not, through indeed
I was in a was destined to forget
just how many times faith can flicker

and just how easily God consumes us
in her grace, from some beloved finite
moment of tenderness, expanding
to all moments, until all is a meditation

with her bliss, that is when
time ends in vulnerability, and I laughed
“I won’t take no for an answer, sweet God”
I’ve been looking for you, for your lifetimes

vulnerable like an infant, tired like…