Holy Blazes

It was enough to be together but there’s more:
there was hardly space to spare across the floor;
gathered there for the surprise,
to our ears, before our eyes
flames and wind whooshed in sounding like a roar.

They do not burn; these flames engulf the soul.
They touch each one, they unify the whole,
Swept by confidence and joy
we felt ready to deploy,
packed with love, and eager now to roll.

We are nobodies, the Spirit’s favorite kind.
We are melded in one heart, one soul, and mind.
From this city, out we go,
that everyone might know
The Holy One: Powerfully Kind.