Song of the south: Merry Meet

Here is another poem based on my experience of renewal on pilgrimage to Appalachia for the Wild Goose Festival.

I would love to hear about your experiences of the thin spaces in life.  I hope my words invite you to both those experiences and bearing witness to them to others.

Your progressive redneck preacher,



Merry Meet

Dance-of-the-TrinityO Three-fold dancer,

how you dazzle

all my imaginings

here atop sun-lit peak,

your rhythms wrapping me

in life



emerging from within

the all surrounding womb of life.

O grace beyond all seeing,

when I but grasp

your slender thread,

letting it lead me,

laying aside who I am,

how I find not just you

but myself again

and deep within that soul,

now made clear as crystal,


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