Even though we are little more
than the “two or three
gathered together”
we have found here today
in this small Society, a
surprising clearing in
the woods,
where beams of God’s
natural light pouring
down, show us how holiness
is something
unnameably
simple.
Something happens.
Hearts knit, objects are
plainer, creation burgeons.
We stagger a little
under the weight of it.
We children of Israel
kneel again
and are filled with
more and more heaven.