Asunder

As the waters whipped

Edifying change

Edible (in its solar brightness)

Incantations spoke of

Those giants buried in the mountains

We asked to move

Gaped

With their one jaw to earth

The other hung to Heaven

Those bent to crucifixion

Having a particular courage

To hold committed, the crimes of the Holy

A deep melodic compass which says

Sorrow is a home

Here is where we lay our salty wounds

Sacred as the sea, as tears