Beauty.

ever present,

unseen as we look for salvation elsewhere.

Beauty

that makes me want to fall on my knees before it…

Pure.

True,

Good.

with Her feet in the silt of the spring run,

the sun glistening of Her back –

calm, serene, seen.

.

the Holy is far more present than we are comfortable with,

for it is everywhere –

what are we to do!