Oh Holy Love
Holy shattering force of Love
Weave me back together by the Golden thread, with that Red thread and White thread
Tied together by the Black thread lest I forget
what cracked the egg and broke the waters
and bore the seed forever hidden in the blossom
Until that moment, that most humbling moment of my remaking
Oh how the tiniest well knit together prayer births
the tallest peaks
And all who dare travel there will be blessed
by losing their names in Heaven’s storms