THEOLOGY, TONIGHT AND FABRIC...three short, lovely, poems.

THEOLOGY
By Christopher

Wild flowers are my theology
Mountains my verse
Wind my hymns
Storms my priests
And the heavens ablaze
My cathedral.

TONIGHT
By Christopher

Tonight I will walk into the fields
And in the silence
Leap into the stars
And find myself.

FABRIC
BY Christopher

I sense a gentle fabric
Stretching from the distant past
Upon which is woven
So many of my names…
Priest,
Poet,
Warrior,
Fool.

And the great I AM
Tells me
My eyes have never closed.

Perhaps death is simply
A thin gossamer veil
I will brush through
One more time.