We acknowledge One

I hear the tingling of tiny symbols

Silence broken through the echoes

I hear his voice join us

Its presence draped in green cloth

I smell incense and mint

Amongst the strands of my hair

I smell her tiring voice singing the Amen’s

The longing rises through her prayers

I see the break through the coloured glass

Light catches the dust not ready to fall

I see his spirit in their bodies

Harbouring an unwavering strength

I taste the trembling in the wooden bench

Bearing the weight of his love

I taste the hunger caught in the wanting

Desperation amongst their dying faith

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

I dedicate this to my Grandfather, the father and my grandmothers one love.  He has shown us all how to be better people, to live with integrity and I know he walks in us all.