Because I am bound to your breath
I am free to roam the universe
like wind knocking down ripe fruit.
like wind knocking down ripe fruit.
Because you have anointed me
I end my pilgrimage: with every step,
I arrive on a sacred world.
You become the infinitesimal star
too distant to see in the night of my heart.
Yet you do to creation what a spark does to a cartload of dry cotton.
It happens in an instant
when I remember your Name:
all creatures catch fire.
If there is another word for love
I will run naked through the streets
setting it on the tip of every tongue,
shouting, "Taste and see!"
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