With Charles Gayle


Sometimes a divine light
Against the way

A lightning cord
Disappears into heights
Above the chord

Up from ground
Out from shelter

The way powers and prayers continue
Confounding faith

Compounds a hint of melody
What the orthodox choose

To miss
The variance

As lyrics attach themselves to light

Flash of fixing attention to flicker

Flock of angels shadowing the sidewalk

Seven days sealed books
Take refuge 

These things
Sought me

Rest a while
Watch
Shout merrily