The Winter Is Past, the Rain Is Over and Gone

You came bounding, Christ,
down Zion's mountain--
the Word of the beloved--
like a stag in Spring.

Although in Autumn
hunters tried to hang you
like a trophy on the wall,
make haste, o Lord, to come again:
a young stag leaping
on the hills of Allegheny mountain.

Who Can Find a Virtuous Woman? for Her Price Is Far Above Rubies

May I wed Wisdom as a wife--
our wedding welding two in one.
She processes in the way of life:
Her wending winds me to the Son.

How's This for an Ecstasy?

A woman--
wearing worship in her ears--
walks by faith
(and not by sight)
unknowing off the sidewalk
and in one measure moves
from omnibus
to omnipresent.

This Is My Beloved Son, in Whom I Am Well Pleased

Three upon the mountain stood:
Law-man wielding tablets stone,
Word-man wearing prophet's robe,
God-man wrapped in radiant glow.

Three men spoke in Heaven's cloud--
Heaven speaking to disciples loud:
repeating words at baptism said
when the Spirit lit upon Christ's head.

The Marriage of the Lamb Is Come, and His Wife Has Made Herself Ready

The Lord will raise two witnesses
like goose-flesh by His soft caresses;
then by rough touch, the Tribulation--
foreplay before Consummation.