And the peace of God, which passes all understanding,
will keep your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
—Philippians 4:7
New leaves shake hands and tessellate the sky
While hammocked specks of blue and cloud and sigh
Caress and coalesce the light I see,
Orbs dancing in a vast viridity.
I sense that Love is moving in the trees.
I close my eyes, and breathing in the breeze,
I feel the quiet kiss of kissed repose,
The flame, the song, the lover’s given rose,
Infinity, my beating heart expanding,
And that which passes
All understanding.