Swirl

I was captured today

in a gentle storm of leaping leaves

falling, showering, drizzling

around and upon and throughout me

Enveloping me like grace

like love

like dirt,

like sky
like I don't know who and
I don't know why

like a great symphony

swelling, flowing, growing

in deep crimson harmony

and with each spin

each rotation of autumnal bliss

I was delivered,

washed clean

baptised with a hickory kiss

spun gold salvation in a

sweet soaring swirl

landing on my head

on my shoulder and legs,

It made me twist, it made me twirl

right along with that

riotous laugh of leaves

and I danced holy ghost joy

on the sidewalk and all down the

wide-eyed street

"Glory Hallelujah!"

I raised my voice on high

I raised my hands

I raised my song

I raised my Self to fly

I was captured, today,

brainwashed and then set free

free to let go and live and leap

and die like those

soaring, spinning, gracious, grinning

falling-down-on-my-knees-in-prayer

leaves.

Hallelujah. Amen.