Holy in the deep
Holy in the high places
Holy in the blackbird calling
to the morning
that has not yet arrived
Holy in the pain
that cracks the calloused heart
wide open
Holy in the bell’s ring floating
through the evening air
Holy in the many laughing
with a shared joy
Holy in the silence
that hovers in the space
between words
Holy in warm skin
and the clasp of another’s hand
Holy holy holy
is Lord God Almighty
who sparks each
humble miracle
lights each stumbling path