Pentecost Poem
God’s presence is an invitation
to see what’s beyond
to be curious
to observe
the flight of the bird, the reaction of my ego, the message of pain
God’s presence is a call
to know God’s truth, not human truth
to always live in wonder
to never think I know
God’s presence is a reminder
of the mystery of everything
we pretend to have situated
we pin down what can’t be made still
because it is always pulsing
God’s presence is a rhythm
in my bones
on my tongue
through my skin
sometimes so subtle I can’t hear it no matter how hard I try
sometimes so loud it seems as though it will echo beyond anywhere I’ve been before
God’s presence is power
energy
purpose
the moon, massive in the night sky
pulling me toward it
Sara Pohlad
