April 11: a thin place

Trout creek valley

A thin place

The other day

His love breaking through

The atmospheric veil

Raining down

As presence and substance

And light and air

Enfolding, infusing, immersing,

Embracing

His favourite

The one He loves

Uniquely created

Uniquely loved

One of a kind

My “yes but’s…”

My “i am’s….”

(…not enough…,dirty…,guilty...,)

What have you

Threatening

To take up space between

Are but a muffled sound

In the fabric of love’s embrace

Quieting, diminishing,

Made minuscule and

Overpowered by

The pure white heat

The consuming fire

Of radiant light

By his “I am….”

(Love)