Shekina (the holy spirit)

The most holy of holies

an eclipse intertwined

with her shadow.

A ghost in our hearts,

so pure, yet unseen

A kaleidoscope of remembrance.

Temptation, restaking claims

but gaining no ground.

A silence 

remembering from whence we’ve come.

An opening

into a knowing.

Her breath merging with our own

where judgement is NOT EVEN possible

In her giving presence.

A Stable, 

in which Christ

Is born.