Dear God,

Dear God, Spoken secret voices of the heart

come together set in motion Creator creating creation with the creator creating the one in creation to the one creating to create with The Creator. Wheels move between spin circle round

and around We meet in those spaces among places drawn to Into toward touch join mix merge through and

Beyond. Walk the line

tip toe tap tip forward where love collides some gate bares some vortex some thing

becoming Something crossing over into some who knows what Finding its way I find myself to you. Photograph by Chalmers Butterfield