angel love poem for Sandy

in the longing
in the mystery
of stars
and rain falling
breathes
ancient
life,
stems as fossil fish
and shaking grass
and sheltering trees.
Shade.
Names appear.
They are
dormant calls
from deep
waters
running
joyous,
In the One name
appears
Mercy
Attunement
Clarity
Passion.

The old ones are here.