More reflections on the Holy Spirit in honor of Pentecost …
Bird Shadows/Holy Spirit
by Callid Keefe-Perry
My God is in the next room,
cooking unseen feasts
moments of ache before rain
when the whole June cloud
is ready to burst through
though no drop has yet fallen;
dandelion blades that insist
adamantly they must reside directly
in the middle of your neighbor’s
blacktopped suburban driveway;
sights of the shadow of a bird flitting
by the sill near the bed of an aging Grace,
who can no longer move but counts herself
lucky because at least she can still see.
This is my God:
wild and near.
Callid Keefe-Perry blogs at The Image of Fish.
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