Pray

Such Yahwistic light: Kingdom of the soul; and we perish life,
Alive the horizon; and we venture love, the deepest breath;
And stir a prayer, a nature torn; for fitted souls—flit and fly;
And welkin hearts—ponder God; and dare the pulse—to drift

And dive; and learn the sea—a faithful voice: a passion born:
A cryptic page; and feel the earth—to capture vibes: a knee to
Bend: a psalm to flame; and thirst the breeze, a spirit lofts: the
Verse of love, the search of life; and wild the winds, the width

Of wills: a vision worn, a wraith of gold; and drench the mind,
A fire wave: a cave of love—beneath the soul; and walk the
Gulf, a needle eye: an attic star: a jar of dice; and fathom deep,
A human’s pain: a cherub’s prayer: a need to soar; and vigil   
God, the work of dreams: the blare of love: a trumpet brass; and
Stir the fey, aloft a stream: a claret flame: a godly seam.