on the waters

there is a Spirit blowing
open your sails to word alive
logos became flesh
is still becoming anew
healing and revealing
Holy

yet

there are waters stirring
unblown by Spirit
yet churning as whirlpool
drawing all in closer
taking all things down
a power thirsty to be seen

there are “prophets” profiting
unfit for chartering
in these uncharted waters
they are not fishing
they are shills for
a hungry sea

how to know
if our boat moves
at the beckoning winds
of Spirit
or the inviting undertow
of waters below?

how is it with your sail?

no required title proclaiming flotation or activation.
no (en)gendered guarantee upon the waves.
no well-crafted defense invulnerable
which barely breaks the surface.

look up
from the waters
toward a fruit-filled boat

for the wind (Whom) fills sails
nurtures a particular harvest
in abundance

and there are many
men (and women)
overboard