My heart opens

to awareness of Spirit.

She is Beauty.

She is All.

She is in all.

I wait for Her,

releasing my expectations,

and learn the quiet art

of surrender.

Letting go

with perfect trust,

I surrender to Her.

Feeling more alive than ever before,

feeling holy Divine Embrace,

enveloped in Her Grace,

I am surrounded with Love,

surrounded in boundless Love.

Such great power,
for good,
if reason is at the wheel.

Such great power,
for ill,
if left to flare up and
blaze, runaway, out of control,
destroying all in its path.
Gone then, like the burnt forest, which takes so long to heal,
may not heal.
May not, ever again, reach into the sky
with its ancient green spires.

Fire, let us not be consumed,
yet not your candle be extinguished, Fire,
for your power is so great,

Yet We are the keepers of the Flame,
and the balance is in our hands.

J.H., Poetry Press 13th annual anthology, Rhymes and Reasons