2. Dance

Image from the CoE’s #LiveLent app, Day 2

I come
to lose myself
in the brightness
of the King, to
join the crashing waves
the whistling winds
and glistening leaves
in joyful adoration,
to raise a song,
like a string quivering
at the strumming
of the maestro,
a tune pregnant
with desire
its purpose revealed
in the reveling
of those who hear,
many voices,
all together
as one.