Though born of heavy earth and water cold,
Still I contain slight air and blazing flames.
In some things I am meek, in others bold;
And while I may be gentle, I’m not tame.
From dust to dust, I’m grounded on the rock;
And, in the river, stains are washed away;
I spread my wings upon the sky; I walk
Within the flames, and, Love, with you I’ll stay.
O Love, You are my bedrock, solid, hale.
O Love, You are the oceans deep and wide.
O Love, You are the wind that spurs my sails.
O Love, You are the fire and the light.
Where earth and water, air and fire meet,
There You and I unite. I am complete.
Esther learned to read when she was four years old, and began writing shortly thereafter. She is a Canadian queer Christian poet, crafting with words to create art and music.
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