Communion

Drawn in the Spirit

we come with open hands

marching through a wild

and desolate land.

There are times we feel

the presence, taste the love.

The weight of outstretched

hands encircling us above.

We come communion and

love to receive.

We walk away with

faith in strength believe.

Surrounded by the witness

of all we cannot see.

Divine mystery come down

release and live in me.

Accepting with full heart

we raise our voice.

Resounding a glad and

loudest rejoice.