(“The whole earth is full of His Glory”- Isaiah 6)
I cannot go to the Creator,
-mine-
unless I steep my body
in Creation.
Come to my Senses is
my path to Him to Her,-
Come dance, come see,
come touch a stone,
come smell the breeze,
come taste the subtleties, the sauces,
feel my skin alive
to touch, to breath.
Rejoice with wide-eyed wonder
at each
thing
each
one,-
at the each and every all of every
Thing.
Slow down, begin the sensuous dance,
and come to
life,-
and in the dancing find
your dancing God;
be dizzily delighting in the truth of
things, – of Him.
