Marianne Bluger

NAMES OF YAHWEY

Hard rain on my seared root

you are - and lightning bolt

.

you're wind come wild

thrashing one black tree

against the light-cracked sky

.

you are what breaks

apocalypse - the day

and you thick night

.

you are the changeless

peaks and you deep valley

torrent carving stone

.

you're stone that holds

all raging in - you are

the raging

you the din

.

and you the Holy

silence when it ends.