Holy smoke in the darkest hour
nine years in this moment
or this moment in nine years
a dance of love the path to open silence
rumi night in long sliced beams
a church so close in bone and skin
the birds are singing in naked sleep
bring me the wanting in your grace
tell me in every inhalation
I send you a letter of flaming breathe
tell me your grace wanting me to bring
sleepnaked singing a moment within.
