In the ever vibrant presence of the Spirit
comes the gradual loosening of names –
names that were given roughly
to the rough shapes reflecting
our rough understanding

Spirit shakes things finer,
like motes, like ions –
we recognize so much more
than the old names could capture

We give up the arrogance
of being namers,
wait tingling and yearning
to receive our names.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 29, 2020