Something you are saying in the quiet
green corridor no one walks
I go through lattice and it all melts
(my hand my heart my lamp on the lock)
like watercolour, like rain you stain
my cloak and skin (are tattoo)
slipping through membrane like ink
(when you knock I knock)
with your design and fingerprint

Is this not how you move (Love)
like water, like wind, like fire when you have to
and I, elemental, iron, small particle too
am moved
like words, like paint, like silk across the page
entirely (entire) undone
(done) by you
(has no one felt such solace
spoken gently, held of God
in the wings of the) Everlasting (Dove)