revelation

perched in rock's crevice,
around father's petrified love,
his wisdom's curdling,
thickest and finest at once,
heavy light and transparent stone;
a sonic cosmology :
at the centre bramble's sound,
the song of oregano and of pebble;
all around, like a sphere, sea's voice;
everything shrouded in deafening light;
the whole universe a congealed drop
from his love's ocean.

if only i could glorify you
in the manner of shrub's blossom