Part Poem by Tina Shields Kerr

Clouds part
Tis their will
Bed for angels
Never still…

Adam calls
His cup fills
Tis his will
Tis his will

Rain down
Rain down
Upon the apple tree

Rain down
Rain down
Join with the sea


Adam sways to this music
Of life
Of thirst
Of nature

Let go the anger
Let go the fable
Let go the darkness

Sway to the music
Sway to the innocence
See your calling
See your will

Collide…pour…feed
Fly like the angels
Eat like Adam and Eve
Go forth and live, then

Part like the clouds…