Out of nothing, strings together, something…
energy that flows and weaves all these strings
into shapes, into textures, into tastes
threads mixed and mingled with bits of us both

Forged with God’s own energy, we’re sunburnt
basking and baking in spiritual fires
captivated by such sublime forces
blinded at times by the intensity

into new awareness, of you, of me
and these heartstrings which softly tug between