i)
It starts with a messy mass of might-bes.
The craftsman contemplates, his Spirit scans.
To work: weave a world out of quantum chaos.
‘Light! Action! Let photons fly!
Let quarks collide and galaxies gather.
Switch on stars! Let carbon cook!
Serve the soup of lavish life!
Molecules meld and cells expand and split,
molluscs mate and cockroaches crawl, and…’
ii)
...so we tell our stories of the past,
looking back in order to move on,
our spirits seeking union with the One,
with Lady Wisdom, calling by the gates:
‘Hear me, my truth is yours to hold,
more precious than the brightest gold.
I, whom the master craftsman chose
to be beside him as he marked out the earth.
Whoever finds me finds life itself.’
iii)
Geist, ghost, soul, spirit,
the essence, the heart, the inner light;
God’s image in us, our life in God.
Healing breeze, purging flame,
bridge that splices heaven and earth,
fearsome foe and fearless guide.
Wild goose flying, dove of peace,
God with wings of wind and fire,
still, small voice, Love in motion.
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