Bo Ruach Elohim Poem by Linda Galvin

Most ancient of time and space;
threefold creator,
hovering over the formless void
of waters, dark and barren.
An electric pulse,
vibrating with energy -
igniting the universe;
quickening the human race.

God's winged messenger -
pure white against the vivid blue
of heaven; in fluttering descent -
To declare authenticity,
In fluid melody from angel tongues.
A pinion crown
overarching gentle majesty personified.

Spiritus Sanctus, animator of our souls,
Christ's breath in dwelling,
received as the gift of a risen Messiah.
That witnesses love in action,
to comfort and sustain
and advocates the sinners' cause
across the suspended bridge
between heaven and earth
of a Saviour's outstretched arms.

Pentecostal inspiration; flickering tongues
in flaming titian hues,
sheathed within a noisy rushing tempest,
galvanising hearts and minds
with a white hot passion,
that reaches out in cooling balms,
enabling everything that has breath
to praise the Lord!