The Great Naming

A hand reached into the fertile Earth.  Scooped it up, and lifted it into the heavens.

When it reached those divine lips it became something more.  

There was that first kiss then.  That breath. A whispering of your name.

But I didn’t have ears to hear it yet.  They had not been formed.

And so I will live this whole life, and I will never say who it is that you really are, God.

And yet, I will breathe your name.  Again and again. For this whole life that I live.


And someday.  I will stand fully in your presence.

There will be a new name for me on a white rock.

And you can say your name to me again.

I will open my mouth.  I will kiss you again.

And I will say the name that has always been yours.


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