God like...

God like a kiss, God like a welcoming,

God like a hand guiding another hand

and raising it or making it descend,

God like the pulse point and its silent drumming,

And the toungue going to it, God like the humming

of pleasure if the skin felt it as sound,

And like the joy of being and becoming.

And God the understood, the understanding,

what is not pain but names itself with weeping,

And God the rush of time and God time standing.

And God the touch body and soul believe,

And God the secret neither one is keeping.

--Mark Jarman