In the Wheat ~ Songs in Your Presence


You speak a different language
that only boys
burning with fervor
are able to understand
and translate
into fervent spiritual desire.


We read the books
of silence and nothingness
and began to understand things
that stirred in them like longing and fire
and brushed the other books aside.


The Argonauts
couldn't fire our imagination
because You had done that
before them
and their travels were mere stories,
whereas on our voyage
You stood right there
on the deck
before us,
and we set sails
for wheresoever
You guided us.


What kind of swivel was it
on which You leashed me
so successfully?

Ah, did You really want me at Your heels
while all the others were busy learning
Latin verb forms or history?
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