Thrust
by Bill Haley

Trust in God’s goodness,
Faith in his power;
These are the weapons
To get through this hour.
These the tools,
These the bedrock
Diving in an ocean of love
A heaven of love
Without words, without knowledge
Naked intent
Desire full bore
Undone and remade
Recast
Refitted with wings
With arms wide open
To swoop and soar
And somehow dance
In the Dance
To partake, participate
In the true Communion.