Borrowed Language

Borrowed Language

Footsteps reshape the sand 
but never change the shore

and disappear with the tide

such is our talk about God.                  

The mystic is sent to explore

the silent core where the Dear One speaks

the seer borrows nouns from nature

and verbs from human nature

and from language itself a way with words

to bring back an account

but, exhausted by the ascent

the explorer can only gasp.

Much later the wizened mystic

says the one remembered Word.