We

On the day I met you, I became we.

I came home that day, and home was a river:

A river that runs still and reminds the sky of His splendor.

We are that river and we are those who ask to know our own glory.

Like a candle in a mirror, we are light and air

Reflecting, embracing ourselves in love.

We are the soil that grounds each other's seeds.

We are the water that nourishes the saplings

As they reach for heaven's arms.

We are the harvesters of our own bounty;

we share our fruits and laugh

With the sweetness and joy of

Everlasting possibility.

And God stretches Herself across our creations

Our poems, our songs, our landscapes, our stories….

She wraps them around us as we drift and dream up

New homes, new families, new tomorrows.

As we remember our wholeness again.

--- Kali Ferguson 06/06

 written for the AACC 2006 Rountable