By Jonathan Hunter-Kilmer
sprawling prostrate
eyelids closed
face relaxed
and spreading toes
light as balm
enters my skin
seeps through cells
and settles in
fractured thoughts
blend, melt away
fear or sorrow held at bay
by the walls of spirit made
in Your tabernacle laid
light of light of candle flame
wide are windows
walled and frame
of the doorway that You give
to a lover
You conceive
soul that rises as I pray
constant as the candle's play
love portrayed as when You hang
live and rise myself I flang
at the ground beneath Your feet
at Your skin as such is meet
in Your arms forever cling
cheek against Your chest
to sing
wordless praise and gratitude
earth bound flesh but altitude
soaring into air You breathe
passionate my heart so seethe
essence burning never dry
soaked in You I gladly lie
