the enso

detail from "Sky" by Mark Hiebert

the poem

you think
a ray
of sun
reaching
out from
the clouds
is proof
that God
Yahweh
Allah
or some
divine
spark will
ignite
your mind
perhaps
you are
right but
perhaps
God is
dispersed
in this
ghost mist
arching
along
our hills
rising
like a
phoenix
but then
perhaps
Yahweh
is here
enclosed
in dew
drops on
fern leaves
and so
perhaps
Allah
waits there
patient
inside
the space
between
beating
humming
bird wings
and yet
maybe
that spark
crackles
holy
within
your heart