Sunday Poem

Sure Presence

When wood goes through transformation
and becomes fire, we feel some sure presence
behind the flame that may burn out soon, a
sure presence that comes to us with certainty.

On this fire we cook to eat and
exchange our presence.

It was in that friendship circle gathering that
humans began burning offerings to God,
offering their food cooked on that fire.

That sense of sure presence, felt through history,
was shared by fishermen at the sea of Galilee.

That sure presence is with us now in substance,
in the material world within and around us.

By Lucien Miller
from The Hidden Side of the Mountain
Fons Vitae, Louisville, KY, 2021

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