Ruach

    

   

before light and life

the Spirit hovered over the waters

hovered over Mary

hovered over me

when cells began to knit together

fearfully, wonderfully

 

and then, the breath of life

eyes to see a light

ears to hear a voice

and,

touch of mother skin

 

sudden shock of water

words ringing, singing in my ear

an unseen dove?

an unheard voice above?

“mine, mine, mine”

 

wind, air blowing hair

stirring something strange within

a tongue of fire

burning, turning

feet back to the House

to say I do, I do, I do

 

beyond,

the sometime killing fields

valleys of dry bones

vales of tears

hollowed lives

and from among the ruins

the cry of “why, why, why”

 

but then, but there

in the midst of rubble

the wind blows

a flower grows

a bird is heard

and

oh glory

the cry

of a new-born child

 

nearby

the Spirit hovers still