NAME SAKE

"He spake, and my poor name He named" (James Montgomery)

When you see the waxing moon,
I am speaking your name.
When you hear the snow-melt's tune,
I am saying your name.
When you sense the deer springing,
When you touch the lake's flame,
When you smell the tree singing,
I am calling your name.

If you were the only one,
I would still give my Son.

(Tibble Fork Reservoir, 9 June 2008)