Here I am
Held in the palm of Your holy place
Fled from the gravity of daily life.
I perch on sun-warmed rock.
Heavy honeyed air is
Stirred by ancient breezes.
Almost beyond hearing
Seals sing Jacob’s mantra
‘Here I am’.
Poised on the promontory of faith
Sun and wind send their might against me.
And I stand, not bowed but exulted.
Fused to this place.
Glorious Trinity of all You are.
Your breath on me is intoxicating, incisive,
Eroding pretence and artifice.
Leaving me standing bare boned
Eyes closed against your crimson gaze.
Daughter to the island,
Sister to those gone before.
Here I am.