Pentecost: May 9, 2008 Youth Group News

There is a wind that sings songs through trees
moving leaves like tambourines
a breath that fills the spaces
in between
the dark knots of branches
where the air becomes a stage
on which life dances


Your Word descends on concrete
blowing babes out of their nest
the once fluttering heartbeat
drops like stone in the chest
into a night
where rocks cry
and flames speak-- fiery things
like alchemy
transforming leaden flesh
into a light
into wings