The Hidden Closeness

 But you, Lord, are near to me,

  and you are trustworthy in all your precepts.

                                                                 Psalm 118

The soul selects her beauty

then swings open- 

wide the doors;

inviting and gracious

more 

or less.

Yet, sometimes the stunning

comes swooping in, 

startling,

like the great 

slate-ivory wings

of the blue heron,

shaking the wind

like a snap of sail

out of the unexpected

moment

and lush crescendo 
of summer:

piercing the river,

her place 

in the pulsing living,

tacking upstream

through the waves of wind

while I was stooping,

reaching for gold

through the currents  

of dangling light

and hidden

closeness of You,

Lord.

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