by Caroline Allen

O Spirit of clear mountain air,
Of cascading streams, teeming pools,
Lion, ligament, atom, hare,
Of wild wisdom and holy fools.

O Spirit lapping on the shore,
Hid in each sparkling grain of sand,
Revealed in fungi, woodsy spores,
In warblers’ flights and tree ring bands.

O Spirit of God’s grandchildren:
Creators, artists, and architects,
Skyscrapers, monuments, gardens,
Where nature and art intersect.

O Spirit living everywhere:
Primordial fire and office chairs.

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Caroline Allen is from Raleigh, NC. She is an avid reader and finds writing and collage creative outlets for expressing and experiencing faith. Her work is published in Ekstasis Magazine, Poetry for Mental Health, and Solid Food Press. Her day job is working in administration and conference management at the University of North Carolina.