A Holy Fire, Heat

​A holy fire, heat
Baking inside, along hot
Wire veins, a yearning 
Blaze in every hollow and knot,

A gift of fire, a burning altar,
A spilling of orange coals
Across a psalter, igniting
The valleys and knolls,

Following the movments
Of the wildcat, the supple sway,
The deep eyes, the free mind,
The night of eyes at midday,

The heart is glad, it beats
In the grasses, in the mud
Along the river where the snipe
Rejoice along the fertile flood.