Ten Thousand Names (2012)

When I am silent I hear him speak:
In the winds that rush from the mountain peak,
In the waters that sing on their way to the sea,
In the fire that burns with life’s mystery.

For the winds descend to the valleys below
To gently caress all the flowers that grow
By the light of the fire that lives in the sky,
And the beds of the streams that will never run dry.

In all of his creatures, in all of their places,
I find him – my God of a thousand faces;
In even the tiniest grains of sand
The cosmos is there, like the print of his hand.

This elegant world in its splendour proclaims
That God is but One - yet with ten thousand names.